Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Burst Fire

Under the deep solace of the soul comes a fury of known
It was not of rage, not of fury nor of any that once shown
It wasn't shown before for it is new, a feeling that was foresaken
Disregarded for eons of thoughts, but now, it has awaken

The inevitable of drowning was growing near
being engulf was intensely felt by fear
Wild eyed come in to play
the darkness becomes the day

A spark is enough to ignite the flame
But such life is unlike a game
Winners and losers is a blur
So many things can occur

Under the setting sun
is a hidden man
unlike every one
he is a loaded gun

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