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By: Kevin Magnus

The last fire will rise, with all of those lies.
Strangers will come; my heart beats like a drum.
Now I am not blind, the truth I will find.
I cannot forget the darkness of the pit.
I see the truth in your eyes; it will end when someone dies.
But I do not fear, for it is all clear;
Deep in that black hole, you call your soul.
I needed you badly, but you acted madly.
I still have the bullet you gave, as I haunt you beyond the grave!

About the Author

Kevin Magnus has been a poet for almost seven years and has been a contributor to The World of Myth since issue number one. After taking a short hiatus to find his purpose in life, he returns and looks to begin a new trek with brand new and better poetry.
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