See that fire?
That's my rage,
See those smiles?
They're fake.
The pictures?
They're burning.
All the memories,
Thrown in the fire,
Burning with rage.
All my dreams?
Drowning in tears.
Friends?
None, betrayal.
Happiness?
No such thing.
Me?
I'm dead.
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