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Fire

  • Writer: Trix Cruzales
    Trix Cruzales
  • Aug 27, 2016
  • 1 min read

Fire may consume the house of red,

No warriors had been slaughtered,

As the fire eat the house of red we stared,

With questions unanswered and uncovered,

Thus for us the humble home of warriors is sacred,

We will rise from the ashes body full of blood red.


 
 
 

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