Flames of wild fire
ignite my soul
A faceless stranger
We cannot console
The dæmons inside us
Burn from within
Born from a source-
so brittle thin
Yet it destroys
All
Like a murderous
invisible
C l a w
All in its way
So no more
Hope
So no more
Desire
Close on all doors and
Wait
For wild fire
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Wild Fire
PoetryNo more hope No more desire Close on all doors And wait for wild fire