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From Heart To Zero

Fires burn hot but rarely last

What remains is just embers

Our own love-volcano cooled

I wonder if Julie remembers

 

She went from heart to zero

Furnace turning to ice floe

Soul out of fuel and cooled

Flames flickering with woe

 

She was temperamental

Blew cold with the best

All or nothing the norm

I got chilled like the rest

 

She went from heart to zero

Furnace turning to ice floe

Soul out of fuel and cooled

Flames flickering with woe

 

Fire can be friend or enemy

Like love, knows no bounds

KIndled but then controlled

Not as easy as it sounds

 

With age the soul mellows

Love grows without bellows

 

She went from heart to zero

Furnace turning to ice floe

Soul out of fuel and cooled

Flames flickering with woe

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bellowschillembersfiresfurnaceheart to zeroice floevolcano

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