Burn,
and tear it apart
all
in your path

Reduce
to ashes
whatever
you want.

Destroy
people
that have
destroyed you.

And then
fade away
and disappear without more.

To me, fire
always
has given me a lot
respect.

Because
it's an element
that we can't
control at all.

You can start with
a small bonfire
and end up burning
An entire forest.

Like
it seems to me
a magical
element.

Since the
witches
did many things
with it.

And almost all
of they finished
dying
in bonfires.

It is useful too
To heat up
and to turn on
your biggest vice.

And my eyes
shone
like fire
looking at you

And now that
I don't have you
they reflect the darkness
from my heart.