She rises from the ashes,
A women of devotion,
Trophies and sashes,
A sea of emotion.
A raging fire,
That cannot be tamed,
Fulled by her heart's desire,
Led not by fame.
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Crying Skies, Rain And Discarded Memories
Poetrymidnight silk flows from her head and a stormy sea lies in her eyes magic flows every time she speaks a crimson silence dancing across her lips
