Strings of fear
Waves of fury
The shadow of Darkness
stands before me
The cage you imprison me
aged with rust
I'll make the wind change
and throw you-
in the dust
The walls around me
Are only illusions
I'll break them out
and put you in-
Delusion.
Before you speak
or work up your demeanour
Consider my warnings
and we will see who is the winner
You cannot control-
You cannot play with fire
I'll be burning
You in a pyre
I won't give in
Just stand my ground
Strike me down
I'll be the last one standing.

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Wild Fire
PoetryNo more hope No more desire Close on all doors And wait for wild fire