Eleven seventeen of the tenth of four

I wanted your fire

but I was too focused on you

I didn’t notice how much I’ve been burnt

Now I’ve turned into ash

and there’s nothing left of me for you

But with my last trail

I wish to be carried away

to where you set your light again

And there I’ll find my love not put to waste

for I have given myself to what only grows brighter.

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