Brianna.A King Gasoline Poem by Brianna.A King
Brianna.A King Gasoline
life is gasoline, the more you add the brighter it burns.
But the brighter it burns the faster it goes out,
and all that is left is a hole in the ground,
filled with the ashes of what you once had.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: ashes
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