Resurrection

Blood-betrayed and torn, I stand alone
in writhing pain of my heart.
Deafening echoes of the past,
force me to forget a life that was.
My soul untouched now reeks of shame and
my body now only an excuse;
with fortitude I wait for them to burn,
to make me forget the hate I yearn.

The love now lost will never be mine,
I now set it free.
Let me be born again a phoenix from the ashes
of the lustful redemption that cuts me deep.

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