This is the curse of fire

It is hard to leave the room
when you are the one
who lit the match
Because fulfillment only comes
when you see the flames
grasping for the ceiling
This is the curse of fire

Anytime I see a fire rage
it still fills me with awe
to think about its grandeur
Seeing how the flame
only grows as it destroys
is still my greatest joy
This is the curse of fire

I have long wondered
how it would feel
to dance that close to the flame
And often have to tell myself
that letting the fire consume me
cannot be undone
This is the curse of fire

The hotter it becomes
the easier it is
to get lost in its embrace
I have never lit a match
without intending to watch it
until the fire became me
This is the curse of fire

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