Fanning The Flames Poem by Brendon Secrist

Fanning The Flames



You fanned the flames,
Of hell itself,
Now its time,
To put you to the test.

Swords and Spears,
Axes and Bows,
Now you know,
I am your foe.

My rage is primed,
Its at its peek,
And now you know,
What I seek.

I seek your love,
Its mine to find,
And you once knew,
A love as good as mine.

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Brendon Secrist

Brendon Secrist

Fayetteville Arkansas
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