The heat didn't matter
The glass windows shatter
Everything was a haze
Eyes were aglaze
As the building was ablaze
Grinning at the pound of feet
The scent of burning wood, so sweet
Smoke poisoned the air
How would they all fair
They all scream
Coming apart at the seams
Boots on the cold ground
Listening to the sound
The sound of a sweet Symphony
(Inspired by Dabi [mha])
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My Poems
PoetryMy poem app went to hell so I'm posting all my works here from now on. They are a mix of types and a lot are sad.
