Thump, thud! Broken, split opened, my heart, it bleeds
It doesn't bleed red anymore, it's black, dark, as dark as your soul,
Played,betrayed over a zillion times, now it wants to put itself to rest,
But it's me, a phoenix, I rise from my ash, I rise right where I was put to death,
Proving again and again, I'm made of steel as much as skin, bones and blood,
And no matter how hard you try, I'll burn, not to ash, but,to reveal the shining skin beneath all those scars!
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