Arena

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"I've been down this road before, don't trust my instincts anymore... and it's easier to ignore the fact that you unravel me.."

Black hair,

Green eyes,

Dressed in darkness,

With golden flecks...

She walks into the arena.

The announcer calls her name and she falls,

Her heart has burned,

For the fire she had with someone,

It had been put out by the ice...

The ice of the love she had that rejected her.

Just a fire that burns bright,

But fire can't survive ice,

Once the ice melts,

The fire gets put out by ht water...

Sounds a lot like my love past...

I will finally melt,

And then they leave..

I've gotten rid of my ice,

Now it;s the matter of will he stay?

Will you stay and love me for who I am,

Or will you be put out by the water...

From my melted heart..

And leave?

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