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Phoenix

I never wanted to be a Dr. � � � �
�� until I saw someone die � � � �
I didn't believe in the Angels
��until I wanted to fly � � � �
I couldn't imagine disaster
�� until it fell from the sky
I never dreamed it would end
�� until I started to cry � � � �
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[font=Lucida Sans Unicode,Lucida Grande]It only hurts � � � �
�� cause � � � �
��I hurt you � � � �
still caught in � � � �
��your perfume � � � �
A perfect example � � � �
��of my lyfe � � � �
without virtue � � � �
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Broken-down & empty � � � �
�� a hollow tower prevails � � � �
sifting through � � � �
�the bones � � � �
�� to find a soul � � � �
that's not for sale � � � �
�These tears � � � �
they fall for reasons � �
Uncontrolled with disregard
Changing with the seasons
to do more good than harm � � � �
�� Though � � � �
I find my heart unwilling � � � �
��to overcome this silent frost
I rush into the fire � � � �
with hopes of getting lost � � � �
Captivated by the burn � � � �
��I can only � � � �
focus on these scars � � � �
Rising from the ashes � � � �
��as a modern work of art...