She was fire
And I was ice
Hot and cold
She set up flames to protect her fragile heart
I froze mine, so it could not be burnt
We were both dangers to each other
We knew the risks but we stayed together
So, I put out her flames
And I let her burn me
-BlackBirds Diary
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BlackBirds Diary
PoetryI only find comfort in the books For in the chapters I find peace Here I can write my story Form my imagination Create my illusion It is more than just fiction It is my kingdom, my creation My freedom
