Fire

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You can't rewind when you're choking on your own dirt,

expecting to be fine.

Damn,

isn't it hard to find life in something that's already dead?

You started a fire in me,

but now you're the one that's burning up.

You're just an issue and,

I couldn't wait to get you off my chest.

I don't know why I even bothered.

I held the matches,

but you lit the fire.

I extinguished it.

But then you come along and relight it.

You can't treat death when you're digging your own grave.

All the tables are turning.

You might've started this fire.

But now I must put it out once more.

If only I can find the strength.



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