《Dark Poetry》(XII) Fire

Advertisement

The wall lights up and sets ablaze,

We run and go our separate ways.

It captures us, it's height, it's glow.

Our fear soars as we watch it grow.

It spits at us like hot, boiling venom.

It eat through our jackets of blue denim.

We scream as it burns through our skin,

Then at last the fire becomes thin.

We weave our way from the endless light,

And here we reach the sky of night.

    people are reading<Dark Poetry>
      Close message
      Advertisement
      You may like
      You can access <East Tale> through any of the following apps you have installed
      5800Coins for Signup,580 Coins daily.
      Update the hottest novels in time! Subscribe to push to read! Accurate recommendation from massive library!
      2 Then Click【Add To Home Screen】
      1Click