Fire

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Cain

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All ways undesired,
Both without and within,
So I hold now the fire,
To burn off my skin.,

Forced into violence,
By all that's been said,
Now there's nothing but silence,
And the wish I were dead.,

I'm so sick of this fighting,
These feelings and ALL,
You laugh while I'm crying,
But I'll still feel when you fall.
 
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