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Cycle
I have seen this pile of dirt and ash before.
I have waited for the blistering winds of a merciless desert
To become the winds of night that caress while coyotes howl.
I have prayed that the wind will not scatter the ashes,
For from them forms a garnet, a blood red gem of royalty.
This will be my home, my mother's womb.
This garnet nestled in a bed of ash will crack and shatter one day
And I will break free, spread my wings, and soar into Heaven.
I will have my moment of glory, my day in the sun,
And like Icarus, I will fly too high, I will fall too far.
They say the brightest flame burns fastest,
So I know my moment will be brief.
I shall kiss the sun in a moment of joy,
But it shall give me the kiss of Judas,
And I shall know the pile of dirt and ash again.
~Phoenix Ravenflame~
u got pics? u r show me? i c u?
Yeah... whatever... just learn to spell.

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The Occaisional Rant
When I've just had enough of things, this is where I'll rant about it. Wasting forum space with it, even in Chatterbox, would just be idiotic. Comments are off. If I wanted to know what you think about it, I would waste the forum space.
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