Behind the haze
the color of horizon,
A blade of light
in orange, red, or unison.
It will cut yourself twice
It will burn your skin thrice,
A torture to your soul,
and a death to whom.
With its complicated
and untamed layer,
the heat it deliver
they called it...
Fire.
A war instrument
to the warriors,
A source of light
to the Emperor.
The fire of yesterday
and its embers today,
the flicker of flame
will fade in the air.
To the heated shadow
to the ashes of sorrow
to the wounded soul,
To the stigma of mind,
My love will burn them all...
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Chasing Fire
Подростковая литератураUnder the young sun, you bloomed in a crimson blood rose, with my gentleness and wary touches. I covered your thorns to make you whole. Cream white silk, gentleness on breeze, a whisper of innocence, they said it is. Alessia, a girl who thinks li...
