My 心 was equal to a 《冰雪奇缘》 log. Then, there was a spark. One that turned into a flame, which rekindled my heart.
It grows, and grows. The 火, 消防 gets warmer, and warmer, the 更多 that spark appears. Smooth and velvety, was my
rekindled heart.
The log was greedy, and started to crack. The 火, 消防 consumed it, and the log was starting to turn to ashes. I always knew that the tides would turn, but they broke the rekindled 心 in half.
The 心 tried to mend itself with needles and thread. It bled, and bled for the fire, so it would be warm. It was 迷失 in a world of despair, and started to crave...
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