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Nov 2010
I am the Fire,
That burns Underneath.
I am the Sand,
Who slides beneath.

I am the Passion,
That over comes my fears.
I am the Heartache,
That causes my tears.

I am the Lie,
That seeps through your lips.
I am the Naughty,
That sways your hips.

I am the Song,
That makes your heart sing.
I am the Noise,
That makes your ears ring.

I am the Bubbles,
That rise from the seas.
I am the Lock,
That takes all keys.

I am what I am,
And that you can’t change.
No matter how different,
Or special or strange.
Written by
Isabella James
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   Britney G
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