Posted in Fiction, fiction and poetry, Flash Fiction, Poetry, Uncategorized

Consumed

I’ll be
The fire to your wood
And feed your growth
Watch your wrath
As you grow higher
And taller
And wilder
Ravage through the jungles
Burning down cities
Turning civilizations to ashes
I’ll be your fuel
Even if it means
Being consumed in the process

Author:

A not so good student along with a not so good athlete along with a not so cool musician. Pretty much insane.

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