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This heats got me burning.
I'm on fire I'm on fire
I'll burn in my own fire
My eyes are red again
darkend and braisened
I can't stop this inferno again.
I want it out
I'm not stopping t's journey out
It all stems from something I constantly deny though.
The root of all of this is a simple reason which will touch no ears, not even my own
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I keep looking out, searchign for a reason . I'm wanderign more, this path stems and never sets me free. Banished to stray this dirt for the next eternity. Wounds scars blood keeps going. I'm going I'm going. nothing changes I'm still wondering why why why. Another turn the scenery gets gray. My eyes are red, I'm wanderign with no purpose The jester staring back. He stares down On me, laughing as I make my way. His eyes red and staring staring , down upon me. This path has me lying and killing myself. No truth exists, cept' for what never did. I'll never admit my reasons,. i found some beautiful things along the way , instances opens my eys. No explantion I talk in riddles I speak in verse, I'll float out like the gray sky above and my red ground below.
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I'm not an Angry person, more pf a pacifists really. Not much gets me riled up , I brush a lot of things off. But theres afew people who can get me hot with just a look , and for very fdifferent reasons . It's never them gettign me how , but my own inability to accept truths. I'm stubborn, it's known, Thtas why I get agry from whithin myself. The truth is my own failures will get me angrier at this world, regrets I shouldnt have, things I shouldnt want, but I still look back and I still want things the way they were. as much As my concious self denies that, I deny this truth constantly , but maybe accepting it will quell some of the anger. I don't like the way I am sometimes, but I keep it goig because I belive I need to grow into that person, I need to be angrier and not take crap..but I just don't know....
I'm on fire I'm on fire
I'll burn in my own fire
My eyes are red again
darkend and braisened
I can't stop this inferno again.
I want it out
I'm not stopping t's journey out
It all stems from something I constantly deny though.
The root of all of this is a simple reason which will touch no ears, not even my own
----
I keep looking out, searchign for a reason . I'm wanderign more, this path stems and never sets me free. Banished to stray this dirt for the next eternity. Wounds scars blood keeps going. I'm going I'm going. nothing changes I'm still wondering why why why. Another turn the scenery gets gray. My eyes are red, I'm wanderign with no purpose The jester staring back. He stares down On me, laughing as I make my way. His eyes red and staring staring , down upon me. This path has me lying and killing myself. No truth exists, cept' for what never did. I'll never admit my reasons,. i found some beautiful things along the way , instances opens my eys. No explantion I talk in riddles I speak in verse, I'll float out like the gray sky above and my red ground below.
----
I'm not an Angry person, more pf a pacifists really. Not much gets me riled up , I brush a lot of things off. But theres afew people who can get me hot with just a look , and for very fdifferent reasons . It's never them gettign me how , but my own inability to accept truths. I'm stubborn, it's known, Thtas why I get agry from whithin myself. The truth is my own failures will get me angrier at this world, regrets I shouldnt have, things I shouldnt want, but I still look back and I still want things the way they were. as much As my concious self denies that, I deny this truth constantly , but maybe accepting it will quell some of the anger. I don't like the way I am sometimes, but I keep it goig because I belive I need to grow into that person, I need to be angrier and not take crap..but I just don't know....