A lighter in hand,
A bobby pin in another.
Light it up,watch it burn.
Shutting those darken hazel eyes,
Placing the the pin on my arm.
The pain was enough to make me feel relief.
This just fucked up.....
Strike the lighter,
Smiling sinsterly.
I lit myself on fire,
Burning down all my memories in this house.
Burning away all the pain and hate,
Afterall,it's all reduce to ashes
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