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by Johnathan Roberts

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by Johnathan Roberts


When I was a child, I heard voices,
Some would sing and some would scream.
You soon find you have few choices,
I learned the voices died with me.

When I was a child I'd sit for hours,
Staring into open flames.
Something in it had a power,
Could barely tear my eyes away.

All you have is your fire,
And the place you need to reach.
Don't you ever tame your demons,
Always keep them on a leash.


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