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The Phoenix

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They wonder, how a soul
bursting with light can
accompany a mind
so dark with depression;
how something scented so sweet
can ooze such bitterness when bitten.

A phoenix caged,
futilely incessant flapping,
raging against the bars,
fiery feathers fluttered and falling,
petty dustpan ash;
perpetually cursed cycle.

Still they flock,
circle in observation,
hypnotic longing
as if
the cage
causes the legend
to be beautiful.

Any lover,
who would dare,
reach between the bars,
stealing a touch,
would know that
Death had me first,
after Love’s self-righteous rejection.
And I may deny it,
but I still yearn
for his easy embrace,
to feel cold tendrils
phase through my chest.
Gasping
as he rips
the hummingbird heart
from its skeletal cell,
marveling
at its tiny tenacity.

He’ll tell you about
all the suicidal drives
that I still take,
and lie about.
Because I’ll always try
to spare you my darkness,
but I know you see it.
7/16/13 Meh, wrote this at 4am when I was about to go into work.
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o.o



can I borrow your writing skills? 


this is freaking amazing.