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Playing with fire
The flames that surround me
burn so bright.
Its heat
surrounds me.
I dare not move
for fear of being burned.
But if I do not move
I will be burned.
Now as the flames move closer
it grows brighter and hotter.
The flames just keep getting
closer and closer.
Now as the flames draw near,
I can start to smell my
flesh burning. Then I
feel the flames
crawling up my skin.
As I turn to ash I wonder
"Why did I start this fire?"
