A few days behind in my FAWM projects so I rolled up some random chords and asked pals for some prompts. The prompt for this was imagining whats going through the head of a woman about to be burned for witchcraft.

Waiting for the Fire

Waiting for the fire
My friends and family here
A sea of well kent faces
Who’s to blame that I
am heaven sent to hell
Who says that I am tainted?

The boy who carries
A torch for me is not
My friend

The sin of being wild
Outspoken and worse, right
For me is all it’s taken
Made an example now
for their power projected
sacrificed and forsaken

The boy who carries 
A torch for me is not,
My friend

I loathe to leave them, 
My sisters and my brothers,
I cant protect you anymore
How could you stand aside
My father and my mother?
My kith and kin will watch me burn

The boy who carries 
a torch for me, he brings
My end.

Waiting for the Fire

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