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Phoenix (Free verse) by Celticai Iâm bleeding
Cut to the quick
Stressed, distressed, undressed
Modern medicine is my bane
I'm naked
Bare to the bone
Implored, bored, ignored
Eyes turned away in shame
Iâm hurting
Heart ripped in two
Faded, degraded, abraded
The yawning abyss remains
Where is my rebirth?
Up the ladder:
Whore of Babylon
Down the ladder:
the product of repetition
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Posted: October 27, 2008 3:51 PM PDT; Last modified: October 27, 2008 3:51 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.1185646 Overall Rank: 5970 Comments:
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Dovina @ 208.127.228.57
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1-Nov-08/3:20 PM
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Your rebirth is waiting on a lone mountain trail where wanderers like us go to flush the plaque from our arteries and the smoke from our brains. Try it.
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