The tingling sensation of betrayal
That never lets you sleep....
A single nerve throbs on the temple....
And a churning ache in the stomach!
A fuming rage that oppresses the brain-
The lies, told and untold,
That take a monstrous shape....
Will the Phoenix rise again from its own ashes?
Can it transform itself into a dove?
The world witnesses the burning of the bird....
But resurrection is a myth, much awaited!
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