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Fire Alarm

by universe

15 April 2014 Sometimes, I want to push you To the edge, past your breakin' point See what happens afterwards How can you handle yourself? Put you in a lot of stress Strain your spirit Consume your love No matter what’s Little left inside I’m raw 'n' ruthless— I’m gonna burn you down ‘til all your ashes flitter up And settle on a damp Ground, to kiss my feet And cleanse my soul. I have wronged you, I can never be forgiven. I have broken a promise, But it’s not made to be— It was already broken, Long b’fore t’was made. I can love you better, Than I will ever be— But my mistakes already Caught fire, spreadin’ Like wildfire, unstoppable. Destroyin’ everythin’ That’s comin’ its way Slowly, your water Is softly killin’ me Yet I don’t care at all I’m dying, losin’ my fire You’re tryin’ to save me But you can’t— B’cause I am fire And you are water We can love each other, But we can never be together. You know the drill, When you hear that sound. You have to do what’s right Or I will lose you and Everythin’ that we can ever be. I cannot live on ashes of regret, This love I can never forget. Keep the red button of my shirt, The sign of my undyin’ love. So when the time comes, That you have to choose Between me and them— Don’t worry, I’ll be fine Just hold me in your arms And push the fire alarm
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May 29, 2015
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