blazing red.
The Flames rise over the trees.
The moon is stained with suffocating grey
Hiding in the safety of the lesser as they run for shelter.
Human hand indeed caused this disastrous spreading death torch
then again, it's also a treacherous masterpiece in disguise
Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 9:46 PM UTC
blazing red.
The Flames rise over the trees.
The moon is stained with suffocating grey
Hiding in the safety of the lesser as they run for shelter.
Human hand indeed caused this disastrous spreading death torch
then again, it's also a treacherous masterpiece in disguise
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