You once held my weak heart, you mended it and slightly cracked to make me believe that only you could rightfully repair what was not yours, mine, the rain came to put out your blazing flames but instead it sent them into a constant uproar until an old pile of raw ashes set in the place where our love stood, Afraid and alone i felt until the phoenix of what was once great became reborn and instantly i was set free.....

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