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Lurnsam Danag contributed
2 poems to the February 2001 edition of Zzang.
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My
crazy psycho pseudo-killer stalker
Leave
me alone
I’m
with someone now,
So
you can stop bothering me.
You
have no chance.
GET
A LIFE,
Or
a new person to stalk.
I
don't need you…
...and I never did!!
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The
Fire Within It starts with a little flicker,
Then
a little flitter.
It’s
okay, you didn’t notice it.
Then
it’s a tiny flame. Before you know it,
it
has become a huge fire.
It
wasn’t your fault.
You
didn’t realize it would be that massive.
All
you did was soak the whole place with kerosene.
Then
you lit up that cigarette,
and
it “accidentally” fell from your fingers.
It
fell a great distance
into
a drop of kerosene that you spilled.
That
little flame turned into an abyss of yellow and orange.
The
fire invaded the whole area.
It
wasn’t supposed to be there.
It
had no right.
You
had no right.
The
whole place became something so unrecognizable.
I
didn’t even recognize it.
Everyone
and Everything ran and hid.
There
was nothing in sight.
The
place was so empty.
Do
you understand what I’m saying?
You
are the one that burned me.
Over
years, you have been pouring that kerosene all over me.
Intentionally,
or unintentionally...I don’t know
But
you’re the one that did it.
Then
one day,
You
said something -- you lit the match.
You
sent my heart, and my body, and my soul
Into
that abyss.
I
hated what I saw.
I
hated what you made me become.
I’m
lonely because of you.
You
set me on fire,
And
now there’s no one to put it out.
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