Lost In The Fire

Lost in the fire

caught by love and desire

standing utop the pyre

I saw a beautiful illusion

a dove of rage and confusion

with numerous and malignant contusions

you look into the eyes of the one you are drawn to

the one with the brains,

the brawn and the brute

the strength,

the mighty rank,

the stink in it all,

the dust before the dawn of the nitefall,

you'll stand and in the midst you will lose it all

and you'll be forever lost in the fire yet again...

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