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Fallen

Let it burn Up into ashes Let the embers Converse together As they swirl around In a semi-circle I stand In the midst of the chaos Black skies Gray clouds The sound of a wolf's howl The scent of desperation As it builds up like a brick wall Warm colors turn to darkness Fresh air turns to smoke The blooming flowers die quickly When your presence is known The beauty I once found Was a broken mirrored crown That cracked its jewels And brought misery all around

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Book: Shattered Sighs