"My passions crossfire in a burning blaze to sweep the other side as ashes to the razor-blade winds,
conflict-ions on my strengths with doubts on my convictions that can break me free.
to fly, or fall in my own burning fury of my heart and soul in which my own body is rot with the scars of devastation.
A container for the clear coated liquids of my being that fill, spill, and expand with the ever-changing and fluctuating world around it.
and thus my being, only a product, is left to fend for itself from the wild beast that is myself.
Which brings me back to the question.
How do I?
a simple being?
Mend these wounds and spill my burning passions out as an eternal phoenix to burn the blazes of life in harmony"
conflict-ions on my strengths with doubts on my convictions that can break me free.
to fly, or fall in my own burning fury of my heart and soul in which my own body is rot with the scars of devastation.
A container for the clear coated liquids of my being that fill, spill, and expand with the ever-changing and fluctuating world around it.
and thus my being, only a product, is left to fend for itself from the wild beast that is myself.
Which brings me back to the question.
How do I?
a simple being?
Mend these wounds and spill my burning passions out as an eternal phoenix to burn the blazes of life in harmony"
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