A phoenix rises from the ashes only to return again
She has fallen under the arrows of eyes never meant to see
Her final words she whispered in my ear
**A thank you for all of the kind words
And an I'm sorry for the things left unsaid and unheard**
And then she is gone,
In a blink
They have pulled away a part of my soul
A phoenix returns to the ashes only to rise again
If you look close enough, you'll see wings sprouting from the dust
But this is the fall of Amethyst Fire
Jun 19, 2017
Jun 19, 2017 at 11:23 AM UTC
A phoenix rises from the ashes only to return again
She has fallen under the arrows of eyes never meant to see
Her final words she whispered in my ear
**A thank you for all of the kind words
And an I'm sorry for the things left unsaid and unheard**
And then she is gone,
In a blink
They have pulled away a part of my soul
A phoenix returns to the ashes only to rise again
If you look close enough, you'll see wings sprouting from the dust
But this is the fall of Amethyst Fire
Xoxo
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