The Power of a RantA Poem by Rachel
Go to a place where no one know's me.
A place where I can be alone in all my anguish till the day I rise again. An immortal phoenix with scars forever lasting. Never again the same. Scarred for life. Pure no longer. Hate me hate me..it makes no difference. I have died to many times in this life. Only to be born again. Only to die another painful death.
© 2014 RachelAuthor's Note
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Added on May 23, 2014 Last Updated on May 23, 2014 Author
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