Fire (Another One Out Of The Door) - Poem by Nathan Pigott
I lighte a fire.
It goes out in 2 hours,
I wake up next morning to find It ablaze
This fire/our love i compare:
Nights of burning passion
and frenzied spasms of amorition
followed by harsh mornings of hatred
and contempt (baby i'm scared
of our relationship) Should i throw a
cup of water over the fire
or should i let it slowly diminish
into cooling ambers over time -
They say that time heals all
(i'm not sure that that's true atall.
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