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Ode to Pyromania (standard:poetry, 137 words)
Author: StarChildAdded: Mar 25 2001Views/Reads: 2742/8Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
The title kind of says it, but its about fire and its beauty. Please send me feedback and/or vote.

I dreamt my room ignited into flames 

And while everyone else ran and screamed, 

I just sat up and stared 

They were throwing water on this masterpiece 

I watched in awe as it claimed my radio, then the TV 

Fire, friend or foe, it gives yet it takes 

And as the cigarette burns holes in your lungs it still gives you that
great nicotine taste 

Fire, a risk and yet a pleasure 

Consuming whole forests, but leaving its ashes to help the next

Its children grown on the ashes of thier predecessors are stronger and 
live longer 

So don't destroy what was made to destroy for it is in the death that
there is beauty 

And in the life of the fire warmth and fateful security 

Fragile and strong is fire 

Fragile yet strong are we


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