Resurrected blog from a long time ago.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
The Fallen Angel Rises

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust...
Unlike the phoenix that rises
Greeting warmly the sun's rays as she rises from the fallen dormant edge of the death that engulfed her.
Mourning her way to misery and pain...

A new morning always rises to greet the reality of dawn
Waving tendril after tendril of bitter seduction
Cut short by the bantering of true love
At my doorstep...

I close my eyes

I weakly open them once more

Welcome to the new world...
A new hope springs about!
 
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