Burning pages with my blood
Burning to move again, stuck in the mud
Burning of bridges we built when we were happy
Burning like dreams under hair that stays nappy
Burning to live a dream, life's a gain
Burning to live like well live again
Burning through memories like they're wrapping weed
Burning all of the ghosts we keep around that we don't need
Burning away any feelings harboured still
Burning like a forest fire blown out of will
Burn, baby burn it all to the ground
Burning like the things we long to say but are bound
Burning brain cells, burning time
Burning of ladders after we climb
Burning in hell is all you earn
Burning to watch the world burn
- Author: June Winter (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 23rd, 2022 00:41
- Category: Unclassified
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