When the fire burned through the streets
In that moment the two of one meets
When the city crumbled from the inside
In that moment their love did not subside
When the history unveiled was deep and cursed
In that moment she still looked at him first
When the fairytale of life lost it’s colorful magic
In that moment their belief still wasn’t tragic
When the light flashed from the other side
In that moment they knew they had died
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J. K. Anderson
An author tied to the belief that Christ is YHWH. Open minded and eager to show my wild imagination to all people. I'm not a happy writer but I'm happy to write. Doing it all for fun and a distraction from reality.
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