You always,told me, i should choose ice or fire......
For the flame, get to burn my aim.
For the flame, get to born my name.
For the flame,my dreams, went and came.
For the ice, i looked in your eyes.
For the ice , i could lay on the skies.
For the ice,the pain could hit me twice.
For the ice ,i knowet that few,that could make me choose fire.
But for the reason,i know what is hating, the ice is hurting and can be enough.
As stonger u are. As tender u are.
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