+ Art of the Phoenix Flower: Phase Eight +
Loneliness engulfed me
Wrapped me in darkness
I cried for what will be
And for what I held dearest
Into those eyes I looked
Those familiar eyes
And arms held me close
So that there I may cry
Someone was beside me
And had given me strength
No matter how much it may be
It helps me move one more step
In deep passion, his name I cry
And his eyes look at me dearly
For moments I thought I could fly
With this feeling sweeping me
Whispers come into my ear
A breath of life that was so near
My eyes close and my thoughts drift
I sleep with a smile curved on my lips
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