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Rekindled
By silverwolf
You left me battered;
bruised by your hard lips,
bleeding from your sharp tongue,
and broken by your cruel thoughts.
But like a phoenix
I will rise from the ashes
of my diseased heart
and live on in glorious beauty,
even more splendid than before you.
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Copyright 2003 silverwolf
Published on Saturday, September 13, 2003.
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"Poetry"
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