Light me on fire
See what might transpire
As the paper’s edge blackens
And the ink stains ash
Light me on fire
And use my remains
As a grey powdery pigment
In your paint
Light me on fire
And watch the orange beetles
Run with the heat
Around the gashes
Light me on fire
I make light as you linger
Taking your energy
And scorching your fingers
Light me on fire
So that I may be cleansed
Baptism by blaze
I won’t question your ways
Light me on fire
And see what happens
As I crumble and decay
And with heat wash away
Lovely 😊
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