Burn The Villain

John Lee

Burn The Villain 

 

You lit the match with just one strike,

I saw the smile through your teary eyes.

You burned my soul then turn and ran,

left me there with no legs to stand.

So maybe you're right I'm the one to blame,

I refused to sell my heart to save my name.

Afraid of light you hide in the dark,

accusing me of stealing your spark.

You're the one that set me ablaze,

scattered my ashes in a maze.

You painted me with your family curse,

everything I am has always been yours.

You created the villain in me,

someone to fall from your killing spree.

May the wind blow my ashes back to you,

to paint your soul with the smutty truth.

  • Author: John Lee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 17th, 2024 19:14
  • Category: Unclassified
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