Bab 25: new friend, erm... attraction is there.
Ashes may rise.
Grey eyes,
A possible demise.
Life expectancy,
the universe alive.
Colors of a wind,
Shine along her pinkish skies.
It's so clear,
But under a mine.
Electric soul,
Flourish almighty young lives.
Behold strangers,
They intertwine.
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A/N: this poem is a part of my other story, The Flames In Mind. It's a tiny bit different but it's close.
P.S. the chapter of this poem isn't up yet. Will be in a couple weeks or so!
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