My heart is on fire,
It burns within,
I tell you, I am no liar,
From where I have been,
From what I have seen,
My skin is thinning,
the soul is weakening,
It may be a day or so,
until i will say no more,
and you will hear me no more,
but I give you today,
a chance to hear me out,
my burning heart needs hearing,
before the fire burns out.
Oh it hurts so much,
I am guilty and tired,
should my time come soon,
I'll gladly say my last prayers,
should the fire burn out,
and my soul should too,
but i will thank you,
for the ear you've lend,
When in ashes i shall be grateful,
for once the heart on fire,
that someone paid heed to.
It burns within,
I tell you, I am no liar,
From where I have been,
From what I have seen,
My skin is thinning,
the soul is weakening,
It may be a day or so,
until i will say no more,
and you will hear me no more,
but I give you today,
a chance to hear me out,
my burning heart needs hearing,
before the fire burns out.
Oh it hurts so much,
I am guilty and tired,
should my time come soon,
I'll gladly say my last prayers,
should the fire burn out,
and my soul should too,
but i will thank you,
for the ear you've lend,
When in ashes i shall be grateful,
for once the heart on fire,
that someone paid heed to.
Definately like a dramatic monologue from a Shakespeare drama!
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