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Set it on fire or blow it out
but keep my name
out of your mouth.
You've torn my heart and used it for pleasure.
Now you're just a name, maybe even a number.
Waiting in line for something better.
I know you passed the time by setting me on fire and watching me inflame.
You wanted on someone else
to blame.
Fireworks or not.
I blame you now.
Set your name on fire,
burn you to the ground.



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