Oh Ferguson
Oh Ferguson.
Simply kindling for a bonfire
blackened white smoke
hate marinating into flame
hope dining on what remains
what happened to your soul
what happened to your soul
hope dining on what remains
hate marinating into flame
blackened white smoke
kindling for a bonfire
Oh Ferguson.
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