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Turmoil
A smoldering blaze engulfs my hope,
by the light of which I can only see,
the long lonely road ahead.
Burnt by my own heart.
Confusion is nothing new,
it's a regular visitor in my head.
How did I find this path?
That I wander lost on among the byways of life.
There is no shortcut
B.I.M.Hanwright
a smoldering flame provides no warmth.
A smoldering blaze engulfs my hope,
by the light of which I can only see,
the long lonely road ahead.
Burnt by my own heart.
Confusion is nothing new,
it's a regular visitor in my head.
How did I find this path?
That I wander lost on among the byways of life.
There is no shortcut
B.I.M.Hanwright
a smoldering flame provides no warmth.