BURN
“The fire, the fire
The fire burns my face
My body
My schizophrenic soul.
I’ll never, never
Abash him again
I’ll diverge from his life
And will never come back.
My cell was as cold
As my husband’s hearts
But now it is as hot
As hell where my soul will rest
Now lying in the floor
With the fire burning me inside
I quake and breathe
For the last time...”
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