Phe-Nix
By gazmandu
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
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It slowly closes in
Her anger burns my soul
Singing my heart strings, warping my mind
I'm losing control.
The heat is intense
I cannot survive,
Desire fans the flames, my skin starts to blister
I'm burning alive.
Is this the way
That it's going to end?
In ashes of desolation and loneliness
Or can I rise and be born again?
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