The Girl On Fire

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Hair like molten gold
Or so, I am told

Yellow and orange, darting through the red
That swayed with her every step
A curtain of fire, it was
Flaming down her back

Her lips, scarlet
Yet, it was not just that

The fire burned within her
And it shone through bold
Or so, I am told
So beautiful it hurt,

Her eyes burned with passion

For life, for dreams
For all those beautiful,
Impossible things

And so, for the people
A trail of wildfire, she did leave
And it did stay,
Burning behind her

A fire named hope
Or so, I am told