Poetry

Burn, Baby, Burn

Burn, baby, burn
for all the wrongs you did,
Thinking I would never find out,
Shame on you,
your lies and tricks,
they cut so deep,
but I stand strong,
I’m taking back my peace.

The fire of truth,
it lights my way,
with every step,
I’ll find a new day.
No more shadows,
no more pain,
I’ll rise from the ashes,
like a bright flame.

So burn, baby, burn,
with the lessons learned,
I’ll carry on,
and my heart will return.
With hope in my soul,
and love all around,
I’ll build a new life,
on solid ground.

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