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These emotions fuel fires, I get excited watching them burn. Every time I look it has a new flare, So bright I don’t want to look away, It spreads and I don’t care, I let it destroy just to watch it go. I sit here tossing more gasoline, just to smell the evergreen, It only lasts as long as it burns. you’d think the arsonist would be the one who learns, but mistakes don’t make lessons if they feel good, when you think you can fix them on your own, you only get so far till you get what you’ve sown.
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Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 2:53 PM UTC
The Arsonist
These emotions fuel fires, I get excited watching them burn. Every time I look it has a new flare, So bright I don’t want to look away, It spreads and I don’t care, I let it destroy just to watch it go. I sit here tossing more gasoline, just to smell the evergreen, It only lasts as long as it burns. you’d think the arsonist would be the one who learns, but mistakes don’t make lessons if they feel good, when you think you can fix them on your own, you only get so far till you get what you’ve sown.
Letting go of conviction will leave you no escape in times of temptation.
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In the Moonlit Evergreen
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 2:53 PM UTC
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