Jamie Stewart


In my world of fire

You were encased in ice


You walked away

While I was burning


Conspiring my soul

Conspiring my dreams


Now I am full of ashes

And thinking


What a terrible thing

To trying to live without tears


You stole something from me

Something so deep


Belief is something dangerous

Late I realised that


Living in an emptiness

Without directions


You were

My best direction

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