Phoenix Caged In Flesh
Gloria Morti
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The dread seems eternal
Each dawn mirroring
A paradise for castrated sheep
As if born again
Mind seeks to consciousness
Each and every day
Like a sick little phoenix
Shrouded in darkness
Tailored from the shreds of its wings
Tears fail to smother flames
Of phoenix caged in flesh
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Buried alive to this wretched body
Banal days drag onward
A mere withering rose
Reminding of life about to end
A flesh bound phoenix dragging crippled wings
Travel sightless west of Gehenna
The cycle runs endlessly