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Flames

I see your anger

hurled at me like Molotov cocktails

what a beautiful flame in the air

like watching the engulfing wings of a phoenix

flying right at me

soaring the distance between us

a brilliance reflecting the gloss in my pupils

to your surprise

you discover a hidden, but equal, fire in my eyes

though kindled,

until ignited by you

fueling your hate angst and guilt all the more

but I'm lost in the fiery image of your blind rage

a pyro, caught in my awe

watching my ending

the coming of

destruction

desolation

devastation

inhaling the proof, laden in your flammable mixture of vitriol

and as soon as it lands

the volume encompasses all in its path

the fire will spread as far as the liquor will reach

the fire will spread as far as the liquor will reach!

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