Ours to Light up, Ours to Burn

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She is the hot-headed matchstick

And I the rough red side

Of a matchbox.

Forever we tease each other

About how with the

Littlest effort a flame

We could make.

But content with this knowledge,

We sit as friends side by side

Laughing

And Jeering at the world

For it is ours to light up

And ours to burn.

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