Searing
You left so easily,
for solid reason too,
I stopped seeking caress and love
Only harshness and brutality
Cold air and freezing rain
It makes me feel alive
I’m ****ed up gone
Blasted awake
I’m stoic Irish
And I’ll take it to the grave.
Night is my day
And I’m searching for a light
So far away
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