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My heart burst into phoenix, wailing like sirens.
No more lamenting sins like religions,
Sorrow drowns this world, as we rebirth as heathens.

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Our pens are our weapons, our words tore the demons,
My heart burst into phoenix, wailing like sirens.
No more lamenting sins like religions,
Sorrow drowns this world, as we rebirth as heathens.
Whispered name not meant for my tender heart, A taboo amidst their hungry forked tongues. I crave empathy, not to be buried in the dark, But all you did was leave my feelings unsung.
Like rolling haze, veiling dusk in washed out grey, I am forced to choke on my fever-slicked dreams. Ghosts across my face, a maelstrom behind the play, While hiding behind my perfectly-crafted screen.
Gild me with your gold, sing my name with praise, Blinded by desperation, I demand for more. Let's trade our souls and weave secrets like snakes, For you undid my ruins beneath the mask I wore.
I am beyond saving— too deep to jimmy out, Inhaling the sweet, sickening saccharine lies. My body froze at the edge of the rabbit’s maw, And I leap, praying I can keep on my disguise.