Fire Dance

As the fire flitted before my eyes,

Dancing, burning, creeping

I hear people weeping

Lay down to sleep 

Among

          The 

                 Flames.

                   Dancing,burning,creeping.

                            Over My Skin.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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