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Poetic Firestorm

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It is a firestorm

that rages and whirls within my body,

that no hand of sanity can smother.

 

My innards burn,

my blood boils,

the flesh upon me bubbles.

 

Sane, as I may have been before,

the virtues that encased this body with innocence

has long but burned away.

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