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The Woman Named Fire
The Woman Named Fire The eternal woman named Fire Eternal but not immortal Her life remains a fragile gift Given by God yet owned by man Her brightness fills the dark sky Red, yellow, blue and all colors in between Her skin evokes romance and fear The pit is her prison Struggling to be free she fights a futile fight She is held captive by remaining embers Her fingers reach to the skies Grabbing the air as it rushes up Hoping to be pulled away from her torture Rebellion fills the air with sparks and smoke Parts of her soul being ripped away Her pain makes her bigger and stronger as she fights The more she fights The more of herself is ripped away But with all the pain All the torture she never gives up In the end her spirit is wasted Destroyed by her efforts Her body lies as a pile of graying charcoal Her soul is just the last few whiffs of smoke Her hopes are the last few burning embers But alas the woman named Fire is dead And nothing remains
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