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Highest ranking: #175 in Poetry! (3/15/17)
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Where there is mourning, there is also hope.
Despite the struggles and the losses we mourn-mental, physical, or emotional-good can come out of it.
But even when there seems to be not hope as a...
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Little girl I am And so irrelevant, you see. From reality I ran So damaged I turned out to be.
I have died over and over By the hands of men. But I have been killing myself forever Yet I have risen once again.
I can change the path I'm walking Because I always start off going the opposite I should. Once I turn around my heart stops singing And I'm battling between my swerving moods.
I finally calm the war in my body And I'm flaming up all around. I've finally set my righteous thoughts free; Beautiful peace I have found.
I am now a burning flame, flying in the sky. I've risen from the ashes and started anew. They call me Phoenix when they hear my war cry, And I am ready for the next battle that is to brew.
Come with me, as I'm glowing with this life. I'll err once again, but do not think that is the end of me. I will live once again, fresh with this inspiring drive. Yes, come with me, lifeless one—
For I can set you free.
— Inspired by flames_hearted Check out her poem, Phoenixin her book Words of Shadows!
