The days where streets ran red
families laid dead
generations of work,
lost to Blood
all that remains
is the Fire
it Burns Bright
during the ****** days
Feb 11
Feb 11, 2026 at 9:04 AM UTC
The days where streets ran red
families laid dead
generations of work,
lost to Blood
all that remains
is the Fire
it Burns Bright
during the ****** days
a poem written on the horrors of war though I wonder who will see the deeper meaning
