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A fiery hope
Hope is a flame
consuming me.
I never wanted
a cookie cutter life.
I wanted what my heroes had.
I wanted to live in a bus
and travel the earth.
I wanted to write
Fuck-you Letters
to the world,
and have it love me for doing so.
I'd lost my hope...
buried it long ago.
I couldn't find it...
but,hope is combustible,
flammable...fortunately.
All it took was one spark..
to ignite me.
A am a ball of fire...
nothing stands before me
that I won't burn to the ground...
my image is of nightmare,
and madness.
That's just me...
it's just who I am...
enjoy the warmth...
or go down in the flames...
find your spark,
and burn with me.
consuming me.
I never wanted
a cookie cutter life.
I wanted what my heroes had.
I wanted to live in a bus
and travel the earth.
I wanted to write
Fuck-you Letters
to the world,
and have it love me for doing so.
I'd lost my hope...
buried it long ago.
I couldn't find it...
but,hope is combustible,
flammable...fortunately.
All it took was one spark..
to ignite me.
A am a ball of fire...
nothing stands before me
that I won't burn to the ground...
my image is of nightmare,
and madness.
That's just me...
it's just who I am...
enjoy the warmth...
or go down in the flames...
find your spark,
and burn with me.
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