When the peace kicks in,
so does your beating heart
but until that moment,
the solace of a battling soul
remains all I choose to know.
Yet the choice is not a want,
rather a need,
an addition,
with a home.
Someone give me the tinder,
someone give me a match,
and i’ll set it ablaze.
I’ll watch the red glow brighter
and brighter, the flames
fighting each other.
A mirror of my mind,
a pattern of my thoughts.
Someone
Give me the tinder,
Give me a match.
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