The fire

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There was a fire in her eyes
It never dies
She was beautiful and wild
Very rarely was she mild
She thought she'd never need a guy
Because of the one that didn't say goodbye
After that her heart turned ice cold
And started feeling bold
Everyday the fire grows stronger
But no one knew it wouldn't glow much longer

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