Writing Prompt

I play with fire 🔥 🔥 ✨

I admire the fire

With fire, i never tire

If i said i did, id be a liar🔥

(Btw this writing is fire. It gets even better later, which may seem impossible to comprehend, but its true. I wish you luck on your reading journey)

I play with fire with my friend

But my friend has trick up sleeve

Friend play with water, put out my fire.

I so mad I want to leave.

(Sorry bad gr...

Playing with fire,

Walking on hot coals,

All that time we spent together,

I never knew your shoulder could be so cold...

I’m playing with fire

As though it doesn’t burn

Because it doesn’t

It spreads

I want to be the reason this word spreads

Savings

Healings

I will be the gasoline to the fire....

Playing with fire

It can be so dire

The beauty so breathtaking

It’s colors it cant be faking

But for it’s a dangerous tool

To be used on the fool

For fire can lead to disaster

For it’s an urgent matter

Never play with fire...

a soft burn, the gentle brush with danger

it makes me shiver, excited

i feel the sensation at the ends of my fingers

the end, that’s what i want

the burn pricks at my wrist, and i smile softly

goodbye, i won’t be missed

it goes up my arms, wrapping its heat around me

it hurts, but not badly

an alarm goes off, i’m jerked awake

no… i was so close

i play with fire, in hopes it’ll me someday

bu...

I wanted to use the symbolic term of "Playing with Fire" rather than writing about an actual fire.

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The way your hands feel on my skin,

Hot like fire and rough like sin.

I'm playing with fire, I know,

But I just want to see how far we can go.

I want to taste the divine,

and worship at your shrine.

Let me see the other side,

Withy my hazy eyes and pupils blown wide.

I crave where your shadow cl...

Sometimes when the night was colder but Xiao Xin still wanted to sleep outside they would make a fire. Xiao Xin seemed to like watching the fire just as much as he liked watching the stars. "A part of your name means fire," he said one time as he watched the flames dance in the darkness.

"That's right," Huo Linghun said. He remembered when he told Xiao Xin that the stars were distant balls of fir...

Separation from the father is the first wound

The eruption that brings us into being

To heal the root of our belonging

We must join the eternal tribe of the freeing

The wound of the mother comes next

Our pain pushed into the world, to cut our tether

To recover from the water, to breathe our own air

We must transform, from amphibian to feather

We wear the mask to hide the third wound

Ego is th...

You talked about me behind my back

You said my hair was a mess

You said my outfit didn't match

That's called playing with fire

You laughed at my brother

You told him he couldn't sit with you

You snickered when he got hurt

That's called playing with fire

You hurt my friends

You yelled at them cause of your pride

You told them to fix their attitude for no reason

That's called playing with fire

...

Saying goodbye never felt so easy to me.

A kiss on the cheek, and a wave goodbye.

See you soon, my bride to be.

Locked the lock, so sleek.

Cold.

Anticipation yanks at my chest, and I think hello.

Hello at last.

Feet swiftly move toward my nest.

For rest?

I must detest, I’m free.

Free you see.

3525, your words.

Your.

Words.

Words I’ve ached all day to push away.

Words I’ve imagined ca...