My Heart the Pheonix
You killed me
are you proud?
So I'm dead...
and gone in a smoke cloud.
But I am the Pheonix,
what? Didn't they tell you?
I am born from the ashes
And I'm after vengence, too...
Oh, and you look suprised,
you should wipe the tears off, from where you cry
It would be such a shame to look like that,
a sad face froze there as you die....
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