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Fire and Ice

Oct 18, 2022
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By Aarya Pradhan



“That one night, when you opened your heart, You showed me you, you, who you really are, You let your guard down, and finally let me in, After all this time, it’s the realest we’ve been,



You bled upon me, with your wounds all open, I saw your deep scars, and your heart all broken, That night I promised, to take away your pain, I’ll be that fire, running through your veins, To keep you warm, when you feel ice cold, And I’ll be that ice, when the fire, it grows.

By Aarya Pradhan




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