Love is Lonely

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Inside of my soul
A fiery delight
Burning a hole
Through my hearts truthful plight
I turn to the life, the times of my mind
I turn from the fires of the forthrightful fight
These paths that I’ve taken
Be they right or wrong?
These decisions I’ve maken
Shall torment my nights
I throw down the forests, burning the tree’s
I tend to my selfish pleading and fall to my knees
I lift up my head, I stare to the sky, I wallow inside of my mind
I turn through the pages of my creative thoughts and decieve without taking much time