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Apr 2017
War
A heart of Fire;
But soul of Ice,
And she loves with passion
He longs to entice.

Listen once more
To a heartbeat that roars;
The flames of her love
Only burns behind doors.

His eyes see only her own,
And his cold on her has grown.

The embrace of him frozen,
And her body he has chosen.
He wants it willfully,
Plans to take it skillfully,
But this she will not have.

A guarded phoenix flying,
His shards of ice are prying
And to take her, he must maintain vanity,
But she, smarter and with sanity,
Rejects.

War at oneself.
Two sides,
And forever fighting,
Two sides,
Quick as lightning.

Fire and ice,
The naughty and the nice,
**** one side,
The other begins to die.
This was my bio up until lately, so I decided to just post it.
insomniatrical
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