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I am fire Wild and unforgiving Soothing yet destructive My lips? They cannot be sealed I cannot be contained I started out as a match Insignificant, quiet But now I am a raging inferno
There was a girl who stared into mirror. She stared at the mirror all day. What she saw was a powerful, bright young woman. With this woman she was at the height of her future. Then the girl said, "This is me."
To look into your eyes is to see fire Set ablaze by the creator Himself. The way you gaze only takes me higher. I wish to keep you and those eyes myself. I look and fall into a pool of blue,