He thought he could break my heart
And throw me out of the vase
And replace me with a living rose
Much fresher and sweeter smelling.
But I am not a dead rose,
I continue to live on.
Have you heard the tale of the phoenix
Reborn from its ashes?
The same way
You could never fully burn me down
You only made me stronger.
-milo
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Poems
PoetryThis is a collection of all my poems. There are various categories so I think there is at least one for all to enjoy. I hope you like it.