Rain made of ash, embers burning bright.
Clouds filled with smoke, illuminated by orange light
Cries fill the streets and tears singe the eyes
Everyone is suffocating under their own lies
There were smiles on their faces when they built the fire.
Where are those gleeful looks now that their bodies can't be any dryer.
For everyone embrace the hot humid fumes
Look up at the sky for there death looms
and who am i to joke about the end of us all
i'll laugh and i'll choke as we easily fall
Let the fire cauterize the bleed hearts
and let it meld the broken mind
fuse the broken souls
and end all of time
I can't be sad, for when the fire lickes
i'll be ash too and blow where the wind kicks
i spread the flame and set more of the fire
sad to think it all begin with a simple Liar Liar

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A Nightmare While Awake
PoesíaA set of short Poems that show a progression of a mental state