Her home is now a fading glimmer
Burned into the asphalt,
Charred to deep shades
Of black, white and grey
The villainous fumes
Still live on the prowl
In each summer night’s breeze
Retelling their crimes
Her home is now a fading glimmer
Burned into the asphalt,
Charred to deep shades
Of black, white and grey
The villainous fumes
Still live on the prowl
In each summer night’s breeze
Retelling their crimes
Keeping the world immersed in stanza.
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