It Spreaded
By Cwm
It spreaded to,whatever it touched, it just ignited it,into a torch. The fire grasped my hand, then traveled up my arms. My body,begin,to fall into, a big pile af ashe's. The only pigmented filament that remained, was my hair,but that too, was being evaporated by the flames.Written as a challenge poem.The challenge of writing about a fire. Written January 24th, 2002 © on Jan 24 2002 09:38 AM PST 0 • 10
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