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Phoenix

Dec 30, 2022
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By Hiya Chatterjee


Scars all over my skin,

Remind me of my past.

What do they gain from it?

They hurt me 'til I last.

I want answers to my questions

I want to be free.

'Cause I want to fly again,

Over those green trees.

They tied me up with a fence,

That I could never reach greatness.

But all of it went in vain,

When the torture became limitless.



I yelled in fury,

So they would know their place.

Because I am the Phoenix

Who can never be erased.

I rule over you fools,

I created all of them.

So do not mess with me,

Unless you want to erupt in flames!


By Hiya Chatterjee




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