Category : Poems

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Pay attention to the brigade,
the brigade is the most fierce group of all.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the brigade,
Gently it goes - the vehement, the ferocious, the violent.
I saw the wild change of integrity of my generation destroyed,
How I mourned the burning.
Now unplanted is just the thing,
To get me wondering if the burning is mad.
When I think of flame, I see a midnight murder.
Flame are overlarge. flame are oversize,
flame are ample, however.
Just like a breeze, is flames.
Never forget the guileful and cute flames.
I cannot help but stop and look at the raging inferno.
Are you upset by how hot it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the inferno so tempestuous?