Set Fire To The Rain

I have decided. For better or for worse, I will stick with my choice. The rain took too long to come, and the fire burned down the village. The warm touch of fire has never felt so good. I could dance with the fire all night long. I guess it’s true love makes you do crazy things. I haven’t given up the rain though. I don’t think I ever will. With rain things grow, that not even fire can kill. Over the years I have found one thing to be true, loving a blue-eyed angel will only lead you on a wild goose chase. Angels are not meant to be with humans.


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