Burning at the stake
Consumed by wrathful flames
I feel it taking over me.
My emerald eyes fixated
Searching for a future where they don't exist
Maybe then there would be 1 less worry.
I'm in no position to talk
So i bite my tongue,
And my thoughts scream loudly.
I clench my fist
My claws pierce my skin
My territorial blood drenches the flames.
Out of the fire
I am my fear
The B*tch is here.
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