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Of The World
Burning fire has no voice
Calling out my name
Running far away from heat
For life is but a game
Flames, they lick around my skin
Leaving wealts and skars
Running, yet I'm paralised
Starving within bars
Screaming strangers in my life
Never let them in
Leave me in my silent world
This game we never win
Hiding, breathing far from truth
Yet you shall never see
For this wall that I have built
Has kept you far from me
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Thank you, and I will.
-kimi-
I love this poem! It's very deep... I love the personification of the flames and how they lick your skin. The only things I see are spelling errors...
wealts - welts
skars - scars
paralised - paralyzed; paralysed (the latter is chiefly a British term)
Otherwise, I absolutely love this poem! It has a dark kind of depth to it... I really enjoy your work!
If you get a chance, I'd love if you could check out some of my poems or stories? Thanks :)
Keep writing! You're very good! :D
~Aubrey
