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bookworm
Burning Mark Unseen   Mar 11 07:38 UTC 1999

I burn.
Fire in me,
Burning.
Old scars torn open,
Made new
And new again.
Burning.
I weep with pain.
Want to smother it:
The pain.
Burning.
Blinded by pain.
Agony!
Light!

The fire dies.
Pain fades.
I am a phoenix
Made new in the flames.
Dusting the earth with ashes
Made from my scars.

        -10 March, 1999
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bookworm
response 1 of 2: Mark Unseen   Mar 11 07:40 UTC 1999

This is the poem I promised.  I just wrote it this second.  Hope you 
like it.  It's inspired by the same series of events as Jon's P.T.S.S. 
poem is.  Comments?
morwen
response 2 of 2: Mark Unseen   Apr 2 23:33 UTC 2002

Jeez, I wrote this thing 2 years ago.
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