NOTRE DAME IS BURNING

NOTRE DAME IS BURNING

OUR LADY BURNS A FIERY RED,

A HELL PIT OF FURY,

SHE WEEPS AS SHE FEELS THE PAST IGNITE,

TIME LOST TO THE RAVAGING FLAMES,

GARGOYLES, WERE YOU NOT GUARDING OUR LADY ?

MAYBE IT WAS YOU WHO OPENED THE GATES OF HELL,

FIRE INVADING THE PIT OF HER BELLY,

VOMITING ASH THROUGH HER HOLY ORIFICE,

LIKE A PHOENIX SHE WILL RISE FROM THE ASHES,

SHE WILL BE RESURRECTED.

FIONA

Author: wordsworthsmuse

Lover of clouds and writer of poetry.

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