Your anger was a raging fire and I tried my best to fight it. I poured buckets of my tears onto the flames, but all it did was cause an explosion.
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Raging Fire
Your anger was a raging fire and I tried my best to fight it. I poured buckets of my tears onto the flames, but all it did was cause an explosion.
