Fire cracks through the wind, is this what I am here for?

This fire is my soul and it seems to be dying so slowly.

Griping my very own seat of a rollercoaster hoping this ride could come to a calm.

This unsteadily feeling that I keep getting whenever I get close to you.

Its so dangerous for my heart.

Even though I feel like fighting for my broken soul..

It keeps being dragged awa...

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