Fire

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    Fire

    come walk with me
    come talk with me
    dance 2 the melody
    move ya body 2 the rhythm
    think of a fantasy
    dark room
    pitch black
    lay on the canopy
    imagine wit'cha eyes closed
    u can c the hell in me
    let it B
    U & me
    from now 2 eternity
    we're combined 2gether by force
    it must B gravity
    I'd kill u in a love song
    but it would B a tradgedy
    Handcuffs, ice pic's, whips, bricks, catastrophe
    I'm America's most wanted
    I got the whole world after me
    Bomb suits, grenades, C-4, dead bodies a masterpiece!!!

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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