Sunday, March 10, 2024

In Brighton, a mystery unfurled,
A man found dead, tragedy swirled,
Amidst the flames that fiercely burned,
A woman arrested, whispers turned.

In shadows of the night she roamed,
In a basement flat, a man's life to entomb,
The fire's glow, her tale untold,
Suspicions rise, in whispers cold.

The sirens wailed, the neighbors peek,
A life snuffed out, in whispers bleak,
Brighton shrouded in sorrow deep,
As secrets in the dark silently keep.

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