Beautiful Destruction

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Whipping around through the air

Lighting up your face

Heat radiating against your skin

Your back is cold,

Turned away from the centre

Of the dancing flames

Warm soothing colours

That are so beautiful

Contrasting the black backdrop

And the dotted stars

From millions of miles away

 

Engulfing everything in rage and madness

Evil and destruction, crumbling bricks

Crashing down from the tops of the tall chimney

That once stood tall and strong, now weak and decaying

The oranges and yellows shoot into the sky

From the tall house

The same oranges and yellows

That was once so beautiful

In that cold night at the campfire





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