Anger burning bright
Hatred like a fiery blaze
Fueled by all the pain
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At the End of All Things
PoesíaMoons and suns rise and dip Below the horizon Yet still life flows onward In all of its glory Icy winter crowned in Mistletoe and holly and frost, Bound in crystalline perfection, Tender spring, sweetly singing Seductive in its melodies, Beckoning w...
Within the Walls (HAIKU 8)
Anger burning bright
Hatred like a fiery blaze
Fueled by all the pain
