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Gasoline Skies

Gasoline skies contemplate suicide,
heaving out cigarette smoke figures
which fight the battles he never could.
Thinking in his matchstick castle,
formed by waning silvery wisps of
shooting star trails,
the first decision is made.

Helios slumps beside him,
vacantly hunting truth with
all intentions of man slaughter.
The sun sank into depression;
shipwrecked with muted gold ruins,
extinguished by guilt.
Mourning pulls a few strings,
and a decision is made.

A sun regenerated unfurls itself
over the expanse of long-gone blue.
A lightning bolt from the heavens,
nurtures steadily growing wildfire.
Helios fuses into the flames,
they welcome him home with
blistering excitement flickering.
A new beginning has ignited.
Written by Scribbler12
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