Roam
A confession - while Im thinking of lies
Feels too good to be true, Too good to try and deny
Recollections - of a place where I once died
X marks the spot of the ashes and secrets they hide
Absolution - I am free from the pain
Not a moment to soon, it almost drove me insane
Restitution - I've reignited my inner flame
And used it to burn every ounce of guilt and of shame
In me
Eyes focused, looking forward
No longer behind me
Even if I don't know where I go
Sometimes it feels like
Theres something that guides me
Wild side in me wants to roam
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