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every ending creates a beginning |
| With a sure and steady hand He places my roots in gritty sand The tide has yet to come in But I am too close to stand The power of the waves fresh From the bottom of an ocean Hiding its beautiful deception I am no longer one of his favorites I have abandoned any hope Of being saved because Bad karma has arrived And he is a heartbreaker My petals once red and soft Now sport tears and Have started to fade Another sign of the change In status: I am now yesterday's trash My fragrant memory drifts On a hurricane's winds, Wafting for no one to smell Even the pollen I once held Has been washed away I am dying, Shedding my skin So that I can rise again As a Phoenix ascends from The ashes, Better, stronger, wiser So leave me here trapped in The sand, without a way To breathe Resilience is what I am courting |