Wildfire

Everyone has their secrets,

some are just better liars –

they never show their weakness.

Inside they burn like wildfire.

 

Without a conscience you are free

from the torment and the dread.

It is such bullshit and irony

that Hell exists only in your head.

 

The walls you build imprison

keeping altruism distant,

intentional abscission

from a life worth existence.

◄ Ice Queen

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