Death Burns
Death...It is not a joke...
People die and
People hurt
and then,
right then,
Everyone plays with fire,
fire called Death, Pain, and Misery,
and then we are all gone,
husks of ourselves,
the fire burning,
burning through us,
turning our souls to ash
and we are nothing
but death, pain and
full of misery...
Catching fire to
those around us...
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