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Smoke, Mirrors, and Moutains

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By Jessica TaylorPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

Tidal wave rising above you all

Followed by the smoke that clogs your lungs

Beware the quaking ground

Shaking, shaking beneath your very feet.

Thunderous cry and lighting falls

Speaking through the legends unsung

Ash comes from heaven and surrounds

Fire erupts like a dragon elite.

The face before you stands

A mirror of strengthened glass

Within her storms rage

Within her the emotions swell.

She clenches closed her hands

Ready enough to kick some ass

Breaking free from her gilded cage

Bringing her fury and fiery hell.

This is what you have unleashed before you

This will be your deepest regret

Her anchor is her devious smile

And the knowing of whats next to come.

Beware, for your fears are about to come true

Beware, for the board has been set

Beware, for she is victorious all the while

If I were you, I would RUN!!!

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Jessica Taylor

My deepest desire is to be able to help people; since I am too shy to be a professional speaker I decided that writing is my next best option. However, I do love the feel of the pen upon the page and the clicking of my keys on my keyboard.

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