A fire was something to avoid
I did my best, I did my best
Minimal air was blown
But I did that to keep you cool
You were abundant with fuel
And I couldn't water you down
I did my best, I did my best
But your heat was enough to burn me into silence.
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Thoughts and Musings
PoetryThis book will feature poems that I write when I am feeling down with something.
