My foot prints are on fire dude
In burning world of your insights
My thoughts, oops! then could not exclude
For sake of goal, your blessed plights
Which turned my days into dark nights
Then I was just a stranger
walked on the road you asked to take
You misguided a lone ranger
I did not know you could say fake
And make me make a blue mistake
You made me sick in your own love
In your soft arms I long'd to sleep
Heart was crush'd down, feelings were 'bove
Which thought all of your words, you'll keep
My happiness won't make me weep
Your eyes could be much innocent
Like nymphs of stars in fairy tales
This sin of love should reinvent
New ways to fix in wrists nails
So, no one comes to the burning vales
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