My shoes,
Your shoes.
They're wet.
The elements,
Your elements,
They're cruel.
Disaster, fear,
Wet, cold and dark.
The fire inside you,
Not enough to warm you
To warmly warn me.
The fire inside me,
Not enough to warm me,
More than enough
To warm you.
Is this fire all you need?
How do you do it?
How do you want me to?
Tell me, show me,
Hurt me the way you want;
I am ignorant to it.
My shoes are wet.
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