The smell of fire.

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Littermature Original Poetry-

On captivating opportunities, and broken dreams. In the smell of fire.

What happens in the flame that rubs your senses WILD?

Infesting your cells through every orifice,

The flame grabs you and keeps you.

The flame engulfs your spirit, raises you into its furnace, and spits out your ashes.

It seeps its way into your heart to draw on both,

its memories, and future longings.

The flame holds you here in its scent,

and as you reason with your emotions,

it has eluded you,

that you have been swept by the fire.

With despondence

Littermature.

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