Anamaria Perez

Rookie [Kitty]

Two Flavors

Sweet ice
Bitter fire
Both of which I've tasted
With Ice I shall reside
For fire be to bitter
And stings my tongue.

But of this bitterness I
Yet to have enough of and
Fire persists in my senses,
Sweet and bitter collide.
Fire can not be with out ice
And ice can not be without fire.

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