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Phoenix |
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Rising from the ashes, Of fire burned orange flames. Rises Phoenix, now reborn, From what her past became. |
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Eyes once dull and lifeless, Now burn with passions fire. The blood now courses in her veins, Life, now her desire. |
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Once held, her world, was in her heart, It struggled to be free. Now borne forth from what once was, She dreamed her world, reality. |
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Copyright Dreambeliever 2001 |
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