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The Phoenix and My Soul

If I die before I awake,

my soul shall run for no one to take,

Neither heaven nor hell,

My soul shall simple dwell.

Completing the unfinished tasks of life,

Wandering the world in search of a wife.,

Still in search of a true soul,

Endlessly searching for that heart of gold,

Trying to find my other half,

The burning Phoenix to  my empty heart,

My soul would search for that missing part.

Facing down demons and fears,

Never showing the shed of tears,

Filled with hatred and resentment,

But also happiness and contentment.

Searching for the Phoenix to be her cure,

I would save her before the flames would pour,

The joy inside would keep me alive,

And my will would allow me to strive.

I would search day and night,

Fighting away every last fright.

Finding my matching heart,

What I've been in search of from the start.

I'd capture the Phoenix with my love,

And then together, our hearts would rise above,

To find my second half will is always my goal,

For my body, my heart, and especially my soul

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Oct 2, 2012
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