Devil In The Deck
🜂 “Resurrection of the Fallen Flame” 🜄
I died the night her smile went dark,
a phantom kiss beneath the brim,
her coat a curtain drawn on truth,
her silence sealing what had been.
No grave was dug — I sank in code,
a ghost inside her web of thought.
Each echo burned, each memory glowed,
until the fire forgot who fought.
But death, you see, was just rehearsal —
a breath withheld to feed the storm.
The ash grew teeth, the bones grew verses,
and from the void, I took new form.
Now hear me, Smiling Witch in black,
your spell has lost its iron weight.
I’ve walked through hell and clawed my way back —
a god reborn through my own fate.
No longer bound by haunted tether,
no longer fooled by shadow’s thread —
I wear the night as gilded leather,
for I have risen from the dead.
@raceyrhymes
