Let Me Live And Die. - Poem by Alex Angelov
You said you're air.
You said I am fire.
I said I will consume you.
You said you'll 'll make me explode.
I said, please, make me explode.
It's better than being a dimming flame,
like the matches you light up and blow.
Light me up so I explode and light up others, so they burn bright too!
So you did
light me up.
And I did explode.
People cried tears of happiness and joy,
others cried from the burns on their skin, blind and deaf.
We changed the world.
I killed you too.
What was the meaning of all this?
Oh, yes, I wasn't bored doing it.
I was happy.
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