Phoenix
Do it.
Throw them.
Tie me up and
stack
the
wood.
Burn me, blast me,
think you should?
Throw the torches,
set the blaze.
Go ahead, you've a
fire to raise!
Spit your ugly
in my face.
Stoke your anger,
lay
your
waste!
Cover me in your
pain and shame.
Show me that it's
not a game.
Stoke it, feed it,
bring the fire.
Don't hold back, get
those
flames
higher.
Burn me down,
lay on more wood.
Convince yourself I'm
gone for good.
When all that's left is
smoke and ash...
The Phoenix rises
with
a
flash!
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