Life was once a grandfather clock.
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Somewhere down the line, everything changed. So much so that now it's just


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A candlelit rage
Dances in Shadow and Light
Flickering our flame.

What does it mean to have a butterfly
Fluttering in your chest
I am scared of the things
That you might say to me
If I let the letters of my
Heartbeat
Speak to you
More clearly
I've enjoyed the time I've spent with you
And this weight in my chest
Is the fear
That I will tug too hard
At the string that binds us close

You tried to burn me down
I was wood in a fire
I was kindling drowned
In gasoline.

You tried to burn me down
And you did
You burned and burned
Until I was reduced to charcoal and ash.

What you didn’t know was
Charcoal makes art
Charcoal inspires others
Charcoal is art made from ashes.

I need to straighten my crown,
I need to clear out my head.
I need to flip up my frown,
I need to get out of my bed.

I'm gonna take back my smile,
I'm gonna be the best me I can be.
I've been hurting for a while,
I was blinded by sin, but now can see.