Self DestructA Poem by BryanaBearBurning blood, I can feel the fire inside. Its been raging, sparks flying... Fighting to get out. If it wasn't love, there would be a bloody pulp. A mess I wouldn't clean up. But go on ahead, Fuel the fire. Throw some more stones. I'm the modern day, hell raiser. Burning inside out. I'm burning, waiting... The sparks ignite and.. I am a woman... The Strength of nature in my hands. I am a woman with a fire raging inside. I am a burning man, strength in tons. But in my moment of weakness, The flames explode, and My Temper implodes. My Guard goes up and I pull it all back in. If It wasn't for love, Family, I'd be the burning man. Stuck in a world on my own. The clock ticks by... Some day I'll explode and self destruct. But I've still got time. I'm a ticking bomb waiting for my time to expire. You live life, each breath a countdown Each Breath, a step closer to self destruct. © 2013 BryanaBearReviews
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StatsAuthorBryanaBearFairbanks, AKAboutMy Name Is Bryana & well... Writing, It's my passion. I'm A 21 years old. People say I'm that girl behind the smile because I don't let people affect me, but its not hard to hide emotion. Watch out wo.. more..Writing
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