Flames

There is a piece of me that delights in destruction and revels in carnage.

That is triumphant in the destruction of innocence and the burning of hope.

That flairs brightly in the pain of others and wants nothing more than to burn the world to ash.

For the flames are warm and dance so prettily.

 

 

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