Heat to deform
A pure and glorious state to be obtained
Surrounded in the perfect storm
Impurities have been drained
The beauty to be drawn from within
Under the pressures presented
A dust-covered skin
A scared mind has been reinvented
Set free from the bondages and the labels
The truthful lies and history of fables
Purified and released
To obtain this beauty
Warmth had reached a certain degree
Cried out from the chants of a banshee
To obtain the gold purity.
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Gold And Fire
PoetryAs gold needs fire to be purified, words need paper to be expressed... {Completed}
