Burn // Fade

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The burn is quick

But in no way painless

It engulfs you almost instantly

As one could guess


The fade is slow

A gentle demise

But, be warned

When it will take you is a surprise


A simple flick of the match

Can end it all

A few drops of gasoline

Can hurry the call


Whether it is the wilt of a flower

Or the browning of pages

Leaving it to the elements

Is to suffer of ages


When the fire starts

It devours you whole

Fret not, it ends soon

Last to go is your soul


But if you choose

To decay slowly

Be warned, the knowledge

Is anything but holy  

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