What Am I Made Of Anouk Freudenberg
I am the beginning Of all that is good And I end In fires burning at my feet. Everything I touch goes up in a blaze. And I wonder sometimes If I am not to blame. Which match started the fire? Who was the first to burn me down?
Sometimes I feel like Ashes on the floor, Sometimes I feel like I blew out in the storm, But I am still burning. Maybe I devour everything in my path, But I am made of stronger stuff than you.
If I could pinpoint the moment It all went up in flames, Maybe I could tame it. But then, would I want to?
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