I played with fire
Attracted by the light
Moving closer
I could feel the heat
Taking chances
I played the game
Before I knew it
The fire burnt
I played with fire
Attracted by the light
Moving closer
I could feel the heat
Taking chances
I played the game
Before I knew it
The fire burnt
Poems and Petals 
So much truth in these few words…. !!!
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Thank you 😀
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Very good poem.
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Thank you
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You are welcome.
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The fire without, it consumed us not
The fire within, an erupting volcano it was! 🙂
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Totally! Great writing, Ompong! 😀
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You’re poems always inpire a reader to become a poet. And your blogs always make the poet inside me come out… 🙂
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Wow, Ompong, such kind words, I don’t even know what to say! Thank you 😊
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Wala pong anuman… 🙂
You’re very much welcome!
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😀
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But now you know!
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Yes, now we know 😀
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😀😀😀
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Wow! Eloquent and simple. Very evocative and truthful.
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Thank you very much 😀
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Oh when you play with fire…..
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Yes, it is dangerous!
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Lovely, fire always burns but we seem drawn to it anyways.
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So true!
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Been there, done that bought the T-shirt even and guess what sometimes I think about how badly it burned…enough to keep me from going back that’s for sure! 😉
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Sometimes we need to be burnt to learn our lessons! (Actually I was burnt on Monday by our oven, worse than I initially thought, I have a red mark across my arm)
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