ARI

He sifted through my ashes to guide me back up

Radiating his truest form…like the King of Cups

In the arms of my reflection

I begin the emotional dissection

Because I was given everything you had in the palm of my hand

Too bound by fear, I let it slip like sand

Parts of me are undefined

All in part of my Human Design

These parts are waiting for creation

while shedding the old, stagnant desperation

Seeking the answers to “Why am I here”

Feeling empty and lost…into the void I stare

I begin my rise from the ashes

Memories popping like flickers and flashes

When I die, I wanna come back as you

Like the Phoenix we fly and rise as two

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