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It's a poem

Fire scorches and cleanses my mind
Leaving only truth
And the scent of ruined meat
The lies that struck a spark
You dancing in the flames
Silent beneath a layer of ash
Waiting for the first rain
To seed and bud anew
The growing of dreams

Reviews

[LazerRays]

To me, i envision a person being set on fire- perhaps losing a loved one to such horrible way. But then as plants usually do, they grow back stronger and better. Ah, though you should definitely come up with a title for this lovely poem :D

[SyW]

Titles are the worst, thanks for the review :)

[LazerRays]

i agreee they are! i hope something pops up soon :P