Burnt Flowers
By: Jeff R.Young

A sultry tale
The devils minion
From hells exhale
Fatal attraction
Open mind
Spirit soars
Fate defined
Offered flowers
Petals red
A single thorn
A finger bled
Unlucky love
Honest lies
Broken promises
Happiness dies
A weeping candle
Will teardrops fall
A hungry flame
Consumes them all
Ash and smoke
As roses burned
Tricked by love
A lesson learned
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