Combustion

My minacious being,

It set fire to the living.

The piercing blue eyes,

Set on the picturesque ice.

Black abyss on no man’s land,

Swallowed the fair maiden’s hand.

Dampness in the wizened heat,

 More delicious than burning meat.

Righteous and twisted convoluted,

To make a loud sound very muted.

**Apologies to the fallen.

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