Through the fire we fought, through the fire we loved, through the fire we feared of what was yet to be thought. Through the blaze we were set alight but never harmed, through the blaze you were consistently armed, with my heart given to you on the basis of love, some concept I thought was real and blessed from above. So through the fire I will inevitably learn... Why can't I just let it burn...
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