You Are The Arsonist Poem by Kyra Hulsebus
You Are The Arsonist
Into the fire
You pushed me
Calling me a liar
How could I be?
It's not me that has been burning
You are the arsonist
I have been learning
And will peruse this
Because now your flames can't hurt
There isn't any fuel
Nothing can be burnt
You have lost the duel
Another flame is blooming
Caused by your brashness
But only you it's consuming
Reducing you to ashes
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