The Wheel Of Fire - A poem about Frodo nearing Mt. Doom

The wheel of fire it burns.
My mind screams,
For some release
From the torture of it's power,
The agony of it's temptations,
The slow torment of my soul,
And the sweet seduction of my will.
My strength is almost gone now,
My heart begins to fade.
How long before it claims me?
Before I must give in?
I am naked in the dark,
And there is no release.
My mind screams
The wheel of fire it burns.

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