I have to make a decision
If I want a life of perfect precision,
Or end it in strife that even ice can’t suffice!
Fire is welcoming,
but once it is projected
fire reveals his true character
Of hatred and destruction!
Likewise, ice is calming, and likeable,
But once it is line up on a cable
Reveals the shocking truth of the murderer,
Who seeks to hide every secret!
I guess I’ll having nothing to lose if I choose fire,
But if I say the same thing of ice it’ll make a liar.
From the bottom of my heart I have this one desire
To be perfect both inside and out!
So if I have to choose now
I don’t know how I won’t doubt
The decision between ice and fire
That I’m sure will leave me
in a seasonal drought.
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