The fire inside
me is weak
and strong at
the same time
The fire inside
is latent and
explosive
The fire is
without human control
The fire is
too hot to
turned off
It isn't disturbing
to have a
little and constant
fire
There is no
sign to set
the fire inside
ourselves
The fire inside
is an additional
force
There is a
rigid selection who
can guard this
precious fire
There are ordered
schemes in the
fire's mind
Sometimes the evil
resides in the
fire
It is fenced
in the deep
soul
The fire is
terrifying when it
is contaminated
There is a
slight passion fueling
the young fire
Inside me I
have an ancient
and cryptic fire
My fire is
divine and sweet
because I enjoy
it once in
a while
This fire is
too burning for
my eyes
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