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Take flight,
don't fight,
Move on,
and feel tonight,

Your words,
they haunt Me
I feel so Completely,

Moved by your sight,
i can't believe your stide,
Like i was just a joke,
Nothing more than a thing to stroke.

Your object of desire,
was roary/raging fire,
That Consumed my inner soul,

Now all i am is ash and coal.

This feeling falls
((like a glass about to shatter))
I have no soul left at all
((and you say nothings the matter))

I'm about to explode,
((From all your idol chatter))
I messed up the code
((And now i'm a broken latter))