.Trace me where Iâm heading
Cover me with broken blankets
Show me things that canât be seen
Just like my reflections
Close the door>So that I wonât be afraid
Itâs my turn,
to be burned on a stick
If youâd ask
I wouldâve passed,
but itâs too late
.
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