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May 8
A sea of my own personal demons
Each one with their specialty
Targets they poke and **** at
They are masters of their craft

They rip and tear at me
Gaining chunks of me as trophies
Pushing me towards the fire
Cheering as I draw closer

They aim to break me
There is nothing they want more
They want to see me reduced
Reduced to nothing more than ash

With the fire engulfing me I march on
Blisters and burns won't stop me
The trophies they have taken were in vain
I never needed those pieces

They wanted me to fail
But I have failed
Over and over again
Each time shaping me

They can't break me
The fire has forged me
Made my will into steel
My soul into diamond

I emerge from the flames
Victorious
Empowered
Renewed as a phoenix

Until the next time I'm dragged into the pit
Written by
Dylan
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