She In A Poetry

She #022

A glitch in a bond,
Yet, she's still a friend.
Was forgiven but
The deeds will remain.

The chaos appeared
Seems no end.
She hated drama,
they were warned.

"We're no longer a kid, stop it."
Faux snow were fallen
As the snow globe came to halt.
At peace at last!

Someone started,
She gives the final judgment,

A sly smile revealed,
She was the flame.

She can exert peace
But don't you dare touch it,
Or else you'll be toasted.

That is white flame.