From the ashes
and to a grave
not a being destined to rise again
the phoenix in flames of purity
a bird born of pain
from the dust
and to my eyes
in mimic of what we see
there is no forgiveness
no reset
a sound unbearable
a story lost in translation
a theory of respect emerged from the skies burned
a theory fell out
from a fall comes lesson
to a grave of lost emotion
This being stands to rise again
like it used to be
and to a grave
not a being destined to rise again
the phoenix in flames of purity
a bird born of pain
from the dust
and to my eyes
in mimic of what we see
there is no forgiveness
no reset
To the end of all
for the desires ingraineda sound unbearable
a story lost in translation
a theory of respect emerged from the skies burned
a theory fell out
from a fall comes lesson
to a grave of lost emotion
This being stands to rise again
like it used to be
2 comments:
I think you write beautifully.
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