Phoenix
These scars run deep.
Should I keep
the screams inside
that I hide?
You can't save
the day today.
The world will burn,
then your turn.
Falling down
covered in flames.
I'll kill you now
because you came
and stole my heart.
I knew from the start
that it must end
then begin again.
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