Chasing fire
Chasing red
I know my scars
Through which I bled
They tell my story
Which I hold dear
They are not a secret
They are quite clear
Chasing fire
Chasing red
Welcome to the person that I am
-strangers
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Poems that butter your toast
PoetryA compilation various of poems The thoughts of a dreamers I am no one And you?
