Spite sparking fires a reminiscent reminder of the wild ones too close crowing in the ear death drags along a Hellish flame, Gone, grown like trees sprouting leaves leaves living with strange colors the sensation sizzling as the burning consumes completely the past, Avid anger in the movements of nature not necessarily nurturing the destruction endured taken to the extreme like a martyr Down desire, down desire, Envy emptied into the belly of the beast pain permeated then released Bask brilliantly in the undertow fearing forever below.All Rights Reserved