Fire Poppers

I kill because you are in my way.

I kill because my hunger pangs will not let me sleep.

I kill you to quench my thirst for water.

I'd kill you to fulfill my unchained, but caged desires.

Greed and Ignorance have needs too. 

The drive to quench these desires led by my blissful intentions.

Born from the flame crackling crusts of desire comes Wisdom and Innonence.

As joyous as this moment shines, the sun's glaring rays melts this silver lining.

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