A long time ago I though you loved me.
A long time ago I though I loved you.
Maybe we forgot?
Maybe we never stopped?
I really need to know--Is it time that I let go?
Or give it one more shot?--"Funny," said the pan to the pot.
This is neither fun nor game--Truly, it's my life.
My mountains call my name--Her gentle whisper tames
The fire sign within me--the incessant wild flames
Tames me to a tea-light flicker at the end of a sweet wick,
This is neither fun nor game--Truly, it's my life.
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