The hot wind kisses every section
Of my slightly sullied skin
Bathing me with insurrection
Cleansing me of my old sin
For those that seek to sulk in sorrow
Unleash the wings against the hurt
Rising up to new potential
Live in light and leave the dirt
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NeuteredBuddah
A contest entry
- Rule by the People round two by star wars fanatic.
450 points, ended March 24, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What do you think?
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like it alot
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I do belive you wow me everytime. Oh if we could all be like the pheonix and resurect ourselves!
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