My Life Is Not a Show

My life is not a show
For you to control
Gathered in the miracles
Of hundreds of fallen stars
Inconstant as they seem
They always fall past our sight
Into the fertile ground
Where we were born
Sprung up from happiness
Like the phoenix
We've risen from the ashes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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