I May Burn You

by Everlasting   May 21, 2017


I can't help but feel the way I do...

It's like there you are:

a tree.

And there it is:

a fire.

Yet I can't help but feel

that I'm the wind...

that no matter how many times

I try to whisper warnings

to your ears,

the fire grows

and grows

...

because of me

    report violation
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  • 6 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    This is an awesome piece. The feeling when you don't wanna do something bad to a person but you end up doing it. Like you can't help but just hurt them anyway. Greatly done.

  • 6 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    A metaphor for the destructive influence that people can have on each other? Here, you are the wind and the wind often only fans the flames...

    I like this a lot, Lucero.

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