I flip. I flop.
But still, I blog.
With a single red headed match,
I ignite,
burst into flame,
smolder,
burn,
flicker,
die out,
turn to ashes,
fly into the wind,
and settle
on your forehead.
It's ironic that it only takes a single red headed match
for you to notice my presence,
yet, brush me off
back into the wind.
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