I am the fire they set,
The one they can’t contain
The whisper on the wind
That calls out your name
I will not break
Or bend, or crack
Paranoia will seep in
Waiting for my attack
I will not go gently
Into the night
I will lurk the dark corners
Deep in your mind
I am the water
That washes away
The sins that you buried
To hide all your shame
Sep 18, 2024
Sep 18, 2024 at 9:04 AM UTC
I am the fire they set,
The one they can’t contain
The whisper on the wind
That calls out your name
I will not break
Or bend, or crack
Paranoia will seep in
Waiting for my attack
I will not go gently
Into the night
I will lurk the dark corners
Deep in your mind
I am the water
That washes away
The sins that you buried
To hide all your shame
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