inside her eyes
a fire burns
deep inside
cold, yet bright
but only she knows why
the fire blue
like tears you cry
and when she sees him
sparks fly
she's going to burns
all of them down
let's see how they like
the cold hard ground
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Poems of Me
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I have created. I hope you enjoy! Not all are about me, but a lot are. These poems are what I am and what I feel. Sometimes it's not totally me but someone(normally a woman) who comes to me from insides and inspires me...
