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The Crimson Tided

The Crimson Tided

Like a newborn Phoenix

I rose from the ashes of despair  
  
I have my crimson angel to thank for that  
  
With eyes the color of a shifting sea  
  
And silken locks that burn with the sun's rays  
  
Her very soul glows in magnificent radiance  
  
She is the fire that roars within me  
  
I'm completely powerless against her pull  
  
I'm empty and cold without her warmth  
  
She is the crimson dawn that brings life to a colorless night  
  
She was my beginning, she is my present  
  
And she will be my end.


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