Firestorm

This poem is for anyone who has ever felt blind-sided by someone that they cared for or loved…

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You came into my life like a firestorm,

Something dangerous yet so compelling.

I knew that if I got too close I might get burned,

But there was also the chance that getting too close could ignite a spark, even fireworks perhaps

And so I took the risk, which left me with a wounded heart.

For you were a fire,

And your flames danced on my skin as if it were a stage,

And you put on quite the show.

You’ve filled my lungs with smoke from all your games,

And now I am left charred and scorching in pain.

You extinguished me from your life to create fireworks with someone else

And now all I am left with is nothing but ash.

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