Compounded

Surrounded and compounded
Ready to raise the dead
Let go of that feeling
You got me reeling

Shook up and ill disposed
Standing ground and imposed
Burning desires felt from above
Everything built on love

In my hands a wonder
Not some worthless blunder
Going to burn some more
Watch it turn to lore

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