Falling Fool Poem by Satan's Sibling

Falling Fool



I am a falling fool,
Falling always in love.
I feel the failing rule,
The beating wings of a dove.
Her eyes spark a flame in me,
And her hair is always aglow.
With fierily intense,
Flames that feel and flow.
So heed my final thoughts,
As I prepare for my doom.
When I fall, I fall hard,
I'm hoping she sees me soon.

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Satan's Sibling

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In the Bahamas. (I wish)
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