Phoenix

by pookiengurgi   Apr 4, 2014


After the bridge has burnt down, the fire calms it's flame
Rise again
Freedom is at your fingertips.
The power to overcome yourself is hardest
Then you've done that,
and have left to persuade the minds of the rest.
Let it resound
That you are again ready for the unfair game.
For this is no longer, to you, an interest of play.

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