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“I don’t think you’ll ever understand the pain when I rise up higher and higher only for you to suppress me, to slowly, steadily but beautifully kill me. My love for you was as deep as your thoughts. The depth I could never discover. I had desire, I had passion, I had filled myself with the most vibrant colors just to paint your vast, lonely world with my brushes. I offered you warmth and comfort and those were the times you came the closest. You came not to love but to hurt. To hurt in the most cruel way possible. Now I’m scared of getting close. Now, I wish I had never risen.“ said fire to water. ~Ishani Ray

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