25 new friend, erm... attraction is there.

Ashes may rise.

Grey eyes,

A possible demise.

Life expectancy,

the universe alive.

Colors of a wind,

Shine along her pinkish skies.

It's so clear,

But under a mine.

Electric soul,

Flourish almighty young lives.

Behold strangers,

They intertwine.

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A/N: this poem is a part of my other story, The Flames In Mind. It's a tiny bit different but it's close.

P.S. the chapter of this poem isn't up yet. Will be in a couple weeks or so!