You Weaved Your Fate

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In the burning desert
In the scorching flames
You lose your own ashes
You forget your own name

In the rising heat
In the growing pains
You admit defeat
You fail to stay sane

With every cut
With every wound
You fail to rise
You only end up bruised

With angels falling
With the world losing its light
You refuse to take action
You find no strength to fight

Through the burning desert
You could've danced your way out
In the rising heat
You could've put the flames out

You weaved your fate
You set your own world on fire
Don't ever blame
The desert and the flames

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