April 15 2021
I don't want to set the world on fire
I just want to have some sort of control
I'll pour gasoline on every hemisphere, light the match, and then I'll be in the clear
The smoke won't affect me it'll feel like a change
I'm just everlastingly tired at the end of the day
This narrative doesn't allow any re-writes
All I am is a character who quotes all her lines
Surrendering to the red horns was never an option
Rather I will simply retreat
In time I'll be back to beat them with their own poison
But for now this world has me Beaten and bruised
Beaten and bruised
~lesha
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