I am Fire.. I am flames.. The world would crumble if it felt this pain.. I am bitter inside.. Hard like a shell.. My soul condemned to eternal hell. I am the one who starts all wars.. Burning all hearts to the core.. I am the one they all fear to see.. Because everyone has had the same hate that burns within me. Bring me your emotions.. Filled with hate.. It is like gasoline.. Your inferno.. It will consume your very soul.. My nourishment.. You will be wrapped in chains.. Made of red hot flames. You will soon learn.. Only bigger will I grow .. You will be stuck in my flames.. Your anger burning so painfully slow.
Erica Ivory
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Reviews of "I Am Fire I Am Hate"
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on November 13, 2003
Awsome write! Hate is a difficult emotion to write on and you have done it really well.
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