Tiny sparks meet the air
Engulfing itself in hot flames
The flames lick away everything around it
Burning away the life to pathetic ashes
The light dims as the fire fades away to nothing
Leaving behind only the smoke to mourn the dead and forgotten.
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The Fallen Kingdom
PoetryThis is without a doubt filled with some of my best writing pieces. Most of these were written throughout the summer of 2018 when I became severely depressed. Each poem here is filled with intense and authentic passion, and that is what makes this w...
