Friday, September 2, 2016

Breaking Down- a poem

You broke me like no storm could

You crushed me like no fist dared

You pierced me like no arrow before

You hurt me tons more than the tons of bricks before you

You burnt me like no fire did, though several did attempt

I thought I would rise like a Phoenix from the ashes

But even a Phoenix has a breaking point

Before it revives and is reborn

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