Poetry

GREAT FAITH IN FOOLS.

LET FIREWORKS DIE UNSEEN;

PEOPLE WANT A HERO.

THIS IS NO SCENE;

THEY WILL ROAM FREE ā€“

WAKING AND SLEEPING.

RETURN TO REMEMBER,

GREAT FAITH IN FOOLS;

A HEART WORN WORLD.

THE STARS BREATHE

ALL OVER IT.

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