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I never wished for my feathers To catch fire Unsure of who made me This way Losing my brilliance was never My desire My finale was Excruciating Someone once told me That fire heals wounds "To cauterize is to Stop the bleeding" This new discovery Completely consumed. Becoming anew Was intriguing The time then came For the heat and the haze These moments both petrifying   And exhilarating I touched the dark Before I embarked Forming from embers while I Remembered I am reborn
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Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 5:41 PM UTC
Phoenix
I never wished for my feathers To catch fire Unsure of who made me This way Losing my brilliance was never My desire My finale was Excruciating Someone once told me That fire heals wounds "To cauterize is to Stop the bleeding" This new discovery Completely consumed. Becoming anew Was intriguing The time then came For the heat and the haze These moments both petrifying   And exhilarating I touched the dark Before I embarked Forming from embers while I Remembered I am reborn
For myself I am a phoenix.
allyson-walsh
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Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 5:41 PM UTC
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