Pulsing and consuming you

Raging fire burns you

Remember

Hate

It's this fire, burning

Can't you see your scars?  I can…

Remember, this fire

You burn brightly, living fire

But keep in mind; fire

Bright glory

Burns;

She asked for a seat

And you; you spat on her ground

Shoulda been a colorblind fool.

And when the burning is done

What will be left of

You, dark coal?

Ash.

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dust to dust

ashes to ashes

ironic how your fire comes from your hatred of others;

but in the end

your dust shall mingle with theirs.