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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