All I Can Take

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By poet83

I can never douse this fire

burning high

until it singes my only sky.

the little witches

and black magic,

arrogant bitches

cause friction and static

and my blood can’t take it

no longer can I fake it.

the nerve pinches,

my shadow has a heart attack;

return again, leave, and never come back.

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hairmold 4 weeks ago

i see some ryhming in there.

hairmold 4 weeks ago

where is my spell check?

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