The Arsonists Daughter

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I was an arson once.

Setting fires to the most beautiful of things
watching them burn throughout the night's sky
a well lit path
meant to lead you straight
into my lair
a moth
and a flame

I was an arson once.

Twice actually,
burning bridges and friends
scorching anything that would get to close
and then you came along
and brought your own book
I had met my match so to say
the arsonists daughter
and we burned
and we burned
and we burned!
the night sky was aflame with our testimonies

I was an arson once.

Well, since we're being honest,
I never really stopped.
I kept playing
until I caught fire myself
and I just sat perfectly still
as each lick of the Holy tongues
overtook me
and we laughed
and we laughed
and we laughed.
Victims of our own demise