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I Watch it Burn

burningI dance here upon my balcony
With my shadow
In perfect harmony
Lifted by sorrow

I whisper under my breath
Soft musings tainted with regret
Below run panicked silhouettes
From some unknown threat

Embers flutter like butterflies
Carried by the sharpest wind
Of the night sky
My final steps begin

As the crescendo peaks
I feel the fire’s heat
So violently does the hatred roar
Of these people, and of all who have come before

With a twinkle in my eye
I feel my soul churn
I let out a satisfied sigh
As I watch it burn

 

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