YOU ARE READING Running With Scissors (Poetry) Poetry #black #flowers The Fire. 35 0 0 by Want2BLoved by Want2BLoved Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story The past of my undoings: Breathe for a moment.. Run away from oblivion. Hallucinations. Keep me away from the son's heat. Bloody fire; Bloody rage. Another day and I won't survive in the extremeness.