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the two in ire
wicked eyes
tongues spit venom
burning the other down
carotids pulsating hatred
straight from their murderous hearts.
that crowd gathers
taking sides
eyes swallow fears
hoping one will die
oh, roaring flames,
upon the pyre, high.
what's done is done.
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