KALEIDOSCOPIC Fury stung the air. Wind howled sparks into the sky, Dark darting eyes weep flames that fry. Kaleidoscopic images begin to touch me. Squeezing like a finger on a trigger, I cried out to a fiery snigger. The sea lapped emphatic. Flames danced across the waves, Shoals rushed away in panic erratic. The smell of death came cooling the night. My face felt like a large fist had slammed into it, Then there was a blood releasing bite. Crimson fluid washed my skin. Wind sucked and ate my skull, My mind cartwheel to a spin. Falling ashen and broken. A frame so once alive, Now only an empty token, Was this pain for my sins? The sea churned a smile. With the power to eclipse, There was no escape, There was no denial within. He was born his wrath would climb. Demons plough the mind, It was the Dark ones time…Birth sign: Scorpio
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