The wind blowing outside my window
Holds the slightest traces of embers
The scent of smoke is slowly leaving the air
The cold is making my skin tingle
But I can barely feel anything anymore
Footsteps echoing behind me as I move from this place
I’ll make sure not to leave a trace
Fire, fire burning down my memories
Consuming all things that remind me of you
I never told but I hated those trinkets
Not my style you weren’t thinking of me
Rise up rise flames of amnesia
Help me forget this pain deep within my heart
Help me ease and help me restart
Fire, fire how you burn
All you’ve taught and all I’ve learned
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