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Burn Like Butane

November 17, 2016 danielbreslinpoetry

Life,
A cruel twisted game
We live it for the highs
But too often feel the pain.

Your heart
It can burn like butane
When you give it all you’ve got
Just to watch it all go up in flames.

© Daniel Breslin

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