My soul is a big fire that never stops burning.
Sometimes it's so big that it's flames reach the stars and touch galaxies.
Other times it's merely ashes lightly burning and making noises on thes ground.
Cripling silently as it's fumes fade away into the dawn.
On the other hand, my heart is as cold as the artic icebergs, drifting in a sea of sorrow, waiting for a boat to crash.
Even though it's ice seems as strong as titanium, it's very fragile and must be handled carefully for it is very breakable.
Ice so cold, not even the pits of hell could melt it.
So cold that if anyone touches it, their hand freezes so that they're forced to take it off despite how bad they want to touch it.
My heart and soul balance one another.
There cant be one without the other and so i live.
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