My throat filled with fire;
Holding back the tears.
The monsters filled with anger,
Sadness just appears.
You set the sky on fire,
Just to choke the stars.
It doesn’t really matter about your enemies,
No one cares about your scars.
My throat filled with fire;
Holding back the tears.
The monsters filled with anger,
Sadness just appears.
You set the sky on fire,
Just to choke the stars.
It doesn’t really matter about your enemies,
No one cares about your scars.
Stars
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I really love this one, very vivid. Well done.