User blog:Epiphlyte/random poems

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 A Blazing End 

Down the path, the trail does bend,

Will send you down to a blazing end.

If you dare to do descend,

You'll find a foe to which your friend.

The shrike shirks to make amend,

Follow him to again ascend.

Do not trust him, he has intend,

He is only trying to fool you; pretend.

Dark days lead up to quick transcend,

Do not trust him; instead, unfriend.