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A Burning Sky


Black specs of ash

Trickle down upon me.

As I breathe in

The air is heavy.

I blink

with stinging eyes

and look above to witness

a blazing sky.

 

Grey overcast

once scorching red.

Everything now 

is dull and dead.

I twirl around 

in swirls of smoke.

I tumble down

and then I choke.

I am smothered by

a blazing sky.

 

All is lost

There is no faith

For there is no means of escape.

Darkness now

Time is still

But there is one last tear to cry

Before I die

Devoured by

A blazing sky. 

 

 

 

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