And she arose in flames,
Like a phoenix from ash...
She was born.
But not for the first time.
She was reincarnated,
Into fire...
It was always within her,
Always a part of her...
And now,
She was free.
She was now what her destiny foretold,
And she was free this way.
Finally free...
And she arose in flames,
Like a phoenix from ash...
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A Series of Poems
PoetryThis is a book of the poems that I write. Trigger warning: these poems may include depression and mental health problems, also gory scenes. If any of this triggers you, please refrain from reading. Don't worry, I'm not depressed. I just like to w...
