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Phoenix
Chasidy Rae Sisk Poetry
Spinning, twirling
faster, out of control;
Overwhelming – a struggle
Lost, hopeless, gone – myself.
STOP!
Breathless, airless; consuming
and catching fire – a spark,
a flame, up in smoke.
All this time, gone – us.
OVER.
Burning, engulfing
Evaporated into nothing,
emptiness – a change,
Rising, regenerating
out of the flames –
REBORN.
I am a Phoenix.
I will rise above,
I will fly high
out of the flames of my past.
Chasidy Rae Sisk – June 2014
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