Phoenix

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They're trying to break me,

I'm trying to break me...

But I'm already broken.

Felling the blood running down my skin-

Just like water,

It's trying to sing.

Feeling enhanced,

But being in a disadvantage.

Beauty so clean,

Showing a scream

That comes from inside of me.

I'm not dead yet.

Instead-

I'm trying to rise for one last time.

Like a phoenix from the ashes,

I'm better of to burn like a sun,

Than to fade away until I'm done,

When it's time for the last 'good bye'.

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