Arson


Guilty of trapping and ensnaring the innocent
Make them cave and sway to your pace
You burn and freeze, in extremes you prey
Your flames so high it engulfed my frame
I walked through the heat as if unstung
But across the sparks my soul’s head hung
Guilty for getting caught,
Guilty for staying,
Guilty for setting
Nothing into something.

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by Adrienne Luzanne

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