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Fire

I am the flame
that lights the cigarette
that's smoking your lungs
 
I am the pilot light
that went out while you slept
leaving you cold
 
and I'm the plume of smoke
you see on the horizon
that leaves you wondering
 
you light the fuse
but refuse to step away
 
it's no fun from a safe distance
 
you can always relight me
but I won't stay lit
 
I need to be examined
 
you ran over someone's dog
trying to beat the firetrucks
 
and now you're parked in their way
Written by 0bs3ss3dp0ss3ss3d (William Colten Sorrells)
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