Bubbling up,
the anger roars,
the fire soars.
Raging fear,
the fire burns,
my mood turns.
Seeping smoke,
Escaping tears,
let out my fears,
Shouting loud,
desperate desire
inside my fire.
Fire dies,
I am free.
Leave me be.
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Fire in Me
PoetryFire. It's an emotion. It's a destroyer. It's passion. It's anger. It's hot. It's dangerous. It can describe too many things. My poetry about fire.
