I once met a serpent without a heart.
She was quite the spectacle.
Layer upon layer, I scathed away.
Her scarlet numbing; this frightened me.
The unreachable, unidentifiable sufferer suffering.
I was fetching a log boat as the play finally began.
And now I have a peculiarity for my pity.
For we can tell the future, for we know thy nature.
Acceptance is forgiveness. Forgiveness is love.
There are far worse ways [].
Why do your eyes give you away?
Bewildering issues with boundaries yet,
You dance,
You strike.
Vividly and viciously.
Soul upon soul.
As if everyone is suspecting refrain.
written by: Corey M. Rose
Why Fire Burns 