Death Phoenix
Don’t consume now.
Never.
Death Phoenix.
Spilling your ashes.
Suffocates my dreams.
Don’t rise.
Never revive.
Why don’t you die?
Why won’t you fly?
You only revolve in the sky.
Above my life as if you love to listen to my cries.
Watch my dreams die.
Every time.
Within the ashes from which you rise.
Death Phoenix.
Copyright © Kyle Carlson | Year Posted 2012
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