I would cry, but my tear ducts have run desertly empty
My heart has never known a better pain
The effort
The strain
It exhausts me...sucking away the love & empathy lingering inside of me
Walking down a path marked for destruction, with gasoline
Beautiful flames surrounding me
Patiently waiting on my surrender to ignite
& as the heat rises, I can only wonder...
when this thing is ready to blow
& this beautiful fire finally takes flight
How many flames will it take
before all the pain finally burns away...
"I just want to set you on fire, so I won't have to burn alone...
then you... then you'll know where I'm coming from...Fire Bomb."
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