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Living Fire
The burning rush flowing endlessly through my veins
Better then any drug or the finest wine ever tasted
An anger so rich it supplys me simply with the high
Fist clenched so tightly, knuckles are constricted and white.
Shattering any resolve you have left, you step forward
You're so sick and tired of being the one sitting in the corner
Gritting your teeth, tasting the metallic essence upon your tongue
Holding yourself back; you can't control the burning rush.
You want to see me burn; I am living fire
Lashing at you with the more violent desire
A desire to see the red rivers flow forever
Leaving you in the midst of the most distorted hunger.
That you are, m'dear. A burning fire of talent in words and song. Amazing, truly amazing. I love how you describe the fire within you -- it truly is there.