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I am a wick immersed in hatred. Light me.Witness my bright flame. I pop and spit.
I'll burn your clothes. I'll sting your eyes
With acrid smoke. You'll pay too much
For what I bring you: searing heat. You'll
Turn away to seek the gentler type of warmth
A wick immersed in kindness brings. That's
Fine. Get lost. You know me now. Know
Also I won't change.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2020-03-13 at 18:22
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