Wildfire
The lies grow like wildfire, spreading everyday.
As soon as i think things settle down,
a thought ignites the flame
and it blazes through my world,
burning down,
the image I have made.
Better bite my tongue, seal it up
lock my thoughts inside my brain.
I was warned about loose lips sinking ships,
but i chose to take the plunge,
as the lies poured out like restless waves,
I knew the damage was done and down i sunk,
into the ocean blue,
where the resentment grew,
as I watched my ship fall;
captain of a pile of wreckage,
knowing I could've ended it all.
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