Before she became fire, she was water.
Quenching of thirst of every dying creature.
She gave and gave
until she turned from sea to desert.
But instead of dying of the heat,
the sadness, the heartache,
she took all of her pain
and from her own ashes became fire.
~Nikita Gill
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Poems I Love
PoetryThese are just some random poems that I find, I may make some up, but if I don't make them up, I'll put the poet at the bottom... Thank you! Also, note that some of these may be quotes or song lyrics, not all of them, but some.
