Clouded

The fire in her eyes,

started from the devil within.

It awoke the pyromaniac,

the one drew to sin.

His fire long gone,

extinguished by fear.

His judgement clouded,

by the one he held dear.

Amongst the plumes,

one brave ember prevails.

This glimmer of hope,

is the last in this man’s tales.

 

 

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