You rise from my ashes
Someone like me
I seem to know you from long ago
Your hands are clenched into tight fists
Like you are raring for a fight with the whole world
But your heart, unlike mine,
Is not made of glass
That breaks easily
With harsh words
And betrayals
You rise from my ashes.
Invincible.
You contain the fire only you can.
The kind that ignites in you
After you have died a thousand deaths.
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