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FireGirl

About FireGirl

Fire light, the burning embers somewhere in my heart remembers: fleeting fairies, dancing madly, brightened in the glare.
Haunted shadows, lovesick slumber, heated passion disencumber; release my shattered truth, leave not my sanity aware.
Stirring tranquil sweet delusion, awareness seeks a forced inclusion. Balanced on the midst of panic, conscious threatens trance.
Repressing in the deep sublime, on the edge of thoughtless time. Sinking to my safe illusion, let the fairies dance.


“Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all -
— Emily Dickinson