smoke curls out your nostrils
gray swirls around your teeth
shining fangs rise to blow
clouds from a painting
embers fly from your spit
those eyes flicker
& you look something ferocious
you look something consuming
but i step forward
with my own wounds
i know the pain it took
i know swords in souls
i hear the crackle
of flames put out
i see the bones lying about
but i am brave
i am certain it's right
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