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She was ever so faithful to trouble
Seems chaos was her middle name
Always pointing the finger
Never once would she take the blame
Devoted to causing confusion
He knew not what she had in store
There was no peace around her
This shook him to his very core
Behind them, the city, in mayhem
Explosions, igniting the skies
She simply walks away again
Unconcerned, with its demise
February Writing Prompt: Steadfast Turmoil – Day 19/28
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