I don’t care that you think I should stop caring.
I think you should be kinder.
I guess we all have something wrong
With us deep within.
As your lips keep calling them unhuman
To provoke a reaction of distress,
I will take my time to sink in deeper,
Deeper into the land.
You now know why I am a living flame.
There is still life left there.
And if finally caring for this hurts you,
I am here to take the blame.
I will gladly burn myself into cinder
If it will shine a light onto this all.
I will plummet myself into darkness
And I will gladly take the fall.
I will be the tinder
If you will just listen to their calls
For help.
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