Took me years and years to know
And smiles and tears to know
What ever I do to be alive
There is a fire,burning fire
I hid the pain in my eyes
And hoped tears would wash it
I locked myself in a dark room
Then I ran miles into the woods
I had a fire in me,buring fire
Never ending thirst to live
I saw me rising above the sun
To see the world beneath me
I went deep into the ocean
Drank water for my thrist
I saw me floating in the waves
Weightless but still burning
Then I went deep inside me
And asked myself about the fire
I lived talking to myself
To end the thrist and burinig fire
With fire still burining inside
Because now I know,there is a fire
Waiting for me,burning fire
---Kris
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