A phoenix caught in a fiend's net
Sang sweeter than ever
As if the enchanting melody
Might wing & net dissever
As dusk fell she took her prey
Its freedom gone forever
Its end was soon to come
But passion to live coudnt be undone
Burning in its funeral pyre
A desire to live arose from its breath
An eternal life a second chance to destroy her.....the saving grace
Flames engulfing in their dance of seduction...
Peeling away glory last.......
The winds making a design amidst ashes of destruction
A smile arose like serpent's tail her sign of satisfaction;
Sparks arose from the remnant flickers
Flames of revival burst out as heavens shed its tears
Soon her triumph turned into horror
As the phoenix rose....Higher,Mightier than ever....
Answering its hearts bidding,
As revenge is an act of passion but vengeance is justice
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