As I rise from the ashes of all things long forgotten
I leave behind my past which was long gone rotten.
I turned over a new leaf which turned into Spring
I dreamed like a child but things ain't always what they seem.
The wind blows and the ashes are stirred into the air.
Can't seem to escape this prison, this never ending nightmare.
Dust to dust another one bites it.
Lost the battle when I tried to fight it.
So smother me slowly if you truly please,
Just realise that these ashes will soon have me released.
I am a phoenix.
From the ashes I rise.
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