yellow with sunflowers and blue with guilt
emotions running like seems in a quilt
live to be bold and be bold to fly
I’ve done lots in my life, but i’m not ready to die
life can be shown in many forms
however the best break from the norms
what if i have already passed?
will i have left a image that would’ve last?
flames creeps into my eyesight like weeds
i hope they’ll remember me by my creed
slowly fainting, I feel myself leaving
the flames slowly halt my breathing
game over i think to myself
This is the end, there’s nothing else
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