it's the fire that burns in it,
it's the cold that doesn't let it light,
the holding hands in public,
the fights that we don't know about,
the hard laughter in dinner tables,
the hugs and cries making you unstable.
it's always different sides of the coin,
it's always what makes you wanna toil,
it's always what you'd wrap on that foil,
it's always how you water that soil,
on your skin how you blend that oil,
on the fragrance how you choose that coil.
don't let them dictate,
it's your choice to validate,
that which you want you can take,
don't look at them it's a mistake,
whenever they say it's late,
you need to show them it's fate.
when it's hard fix it and assure,
it's not easy to stay ashore,
it's not easy to match personality,
that's what makes it a priority,
feed it even when you on diet,
don't let it slip off please fight.
one has to be the strength,
one has to be the bliss,
one has to be the peace,
to be that cool breeze,
that fire fighting shit,
hear that SOS and don't sit.
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