Fire and Ice- 2 Tone Poem

March 31, 2014
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White as ice.
Ultimate purity, no dirt or grime,
saintly and untainted.
No despair or fear
but separated.
Ice can be cold to the beholder.
Red, blazing like fire,
hatred seeps the corners of my thoughts.
Tongue hisses with sin.
Fire is spreading,
impossible to stop.
Fire and ice burn equally inside me.

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