Ash of a Phoenix
Hold tight my dear don't let the tears flow; You're so close, don't let go. When you get to the other side you'll know that this is how it was supposed to go. You feel like a tilt-a-whirl spinning and turning, secretly yearning. All these years you've been slowly burning. No one is here to save you darling.. Except you've never needed saving, you've burnt over so many times but you'll never need saving.. For this my darling is because you have always been a phoenix and you will always rise from the ashes that remain.
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