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Roses aflame
I can feel fire in my veins
Red roses set aflame
Burning embers
Passionate rage
A suffocating feeling I can't escape
I feel like running away
To some faraway place
Where even the stars
Wont remember my name
I might lose myself
In a faraway world
Hiding away
In my secret escape
Time is an illusion
And I'm caught up in the confusi...
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