Miss More

Phoenix | A Poem

In A Little Bit Of Poetry on 21/05/2014 at 8:27 AM

Wondering what it would be like to be reborn in fire and smoke. Imagine the beauty, the freedom, the spectacle. I guess this poem is me showing my desire to be out of this world. Literary.

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PHOENIX

This life

How it suffocates

Turning breath to ashes

Time stops

And I am born again

A Phoenix

Rising from the ashes

When I fall

Don’t bury me

Burn me into ashes

Set me free

Bind me to the wind

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Until we meet again, Miss More.

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