she was fire, he was ice. she wanted to go, but he was a vice. she thought it was over, but he wasn't done yet. she couldn't remember, but he couldn't forget.
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this is my first attempt at writing poetry, this is unexplored area!! this is a compilation of my thoughts late at night when I can't sleep, random thoughts during the day, and what I think is good and wrong with this world. well, wish me luck!! cya soon, arushi
