Wednesday, February 2, 2011


Though I still burn
I'm no longer bright
Mr. oxygen
Is losing the fight
Always being pushed
The wind is unkind
So many enemies
I'm stuck in a bind
Along comes another
Wet drippy foe
Throw water on fire
And I won't die so slow
The ground creeps up closer
As I'm fading away
Don't try to light me
I'm done for the day

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