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Burn It Down

The Fear,
The Hate,
The Tear’s run dry.
Burning inside.

The Lies,
The Pain,
My Cries let fly.
Burning inside.

You Yell,
I Scream,
Go to Hell.
It’s burning inside.

I try to run, I try to hide.
All the things I feel,
Are burning inside.

I manage to escape,
With you locked inside.
I light the match,

While you burn inside!

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