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What do you think of this poem "burn" written by my friend?

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I want to go back to the start Where I watched this city burn It's the place I was grown and raised But I just watched this city burn.

Black masks cover the memories And the flames lick the pain away Ashes create a lotion so I smear it around Around the lonely cracks on my heart

One bird flies but breathes in the smoke She dives and buries herself under the ash No life and soul will survive this fire Oh no life and soul will survive this fire. ~ Shalea.