A phoenix biting back his tears
Plucked his feathers
Plucked his fears
Laid them out upon the ground
There was his honor,
There: his will,
Save only his love
And innocence,
He kept them still.
This wide eyed, naked bird
Was a phoenix no more
His fire burned out
And lain out on the floor
"Do with them as you will."
I bit back any possible disgust
And did what I felt I must
I sewed each and every feather
Stained or pure, it didn't matter
Back upon this debased bird
Then in his eyes I saw the fire
I watched him fly,
So very much higher
I gave him wind
Upon to sail his wings
And everymore
My phoenix sings.
















Devious Comments
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"I will never become a mere memory"
sephiroth FFAC (translated not dubbed)
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"You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain. "
"A good sword can help a novice, and make an expert really powerful. But the most important is who is using the sword. Cloud, remember kindness is invincible!"
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That makes me glitter on the inside.
What's it like to have a poem that's cryptic about something you like, for once?
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That makes me glitter on the inside.
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That makes me glitter on the inside.
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That makes me glitter on the inside.
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