Burnt Paper

LIKE BURNT PAPER IN MY HANDS WORDS FLOW THROUGH MY FINGERS LIKE SAND ALL THESE MEMORIES BLURRED AND UNKIND CLOAKED IN PAIN LEAVE THEM BEHIND STAB THE THOUGHTS TO THE WALL READ THEM EACH DAY KILL THEM ALL ALL THESE MEMORIES BLURRED AND UNKIND CLOAKED IN PAIN LEAVE THEM BEHIND NAIVE AND WISE SILENCE AND LIES FRIENDS ARE FOES WOUNDS MY ALLIES LIKE BURNT PAPER IN MY HANDS WORDS FLOW THROUGH MY FINGERS LIKE SAND