A burning sensation dancing across your skin,
A blaze of fire plooming up and above.
So warm, so hot, so addictive. Can't stop.
You're life is on the line but this is what you are.
A vile liquid sits in your mouth.
Just asking to be spit out.
As the flame travels closer; you let it spray.
Yellow, orange, red explode in the fray.
The heat shinges you're lips,
But you smile in happiness.
This is what you do.
You twirl and dance,
With a substance so deadly,
You don't stand a chance.
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