We can't chose who we burn

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A fire can start within seconds

And within seconds a fire can destroy a town

Little did I realize I was starting my own fire

And rubbing the sticks the wrong way

I kept rubbing them, unsure of what I was doing

When the fire sparked I expected only myself to get burned

Expecting my burn to become a scar

The scar would be a little reminder of what I did wrong

I didn't expect to see flames

Sparks but not flames

I didn't expect my fire to grow

I didn't add anything to the fire

I wanted it to die down

But it only grew

It started to spread out burning everything 

I just sat back and watched

As something so delicate and hopeful, fell apart

The burned trees started to fall

Trying to land on the girl who started the fire

I did'nt run and wanted to accept it

For I was the reason the fire had started

It continued to destroy, losing control of its flames

I continued to watch it

And let its flames touch me

But it was already too late

For the beauty around me was burnt crisp 

Looking back...

I expected only myself to get burned

But, a fire can't chose what it burns

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