This throne of fire
A funeral pyre
To my past
A past that withers with every passing day
It seems worlds away
I have risen from the ashes
Stronger than ever
The people who gave up on me
Now just cords to sever
Taking strides to a new foundation
I will try to keep peace
But I will not stray from devastation
Hell lies behind my ruined face
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Embers
PoésieOriginals by me that mostly center around inner feelings of anger and regret, like lingering embers of the mind.
