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Description
Foils whisper secrets, serpents coiled and bright,
scales brush the starlight, worlds in smoke ignite.
A shadow waltz where broken dawns take flight,
and hopes, though fragile, dance on shattered glass alight.

Each breath, a siren's thread, a silken snare,
unraveling embers, longings in the air.
Oblivion beckons, sweet and oh so rare,
but scars remain, where whispered flames repair.

Night cracks like thunder, shards of light flung wide,
on bleeding dawn where hope lay torn and stilled.
The empty pipe, a tomb where embers hide,
echoing whispers on the ash-kissed hill.

But from the pyre, a phoenix dares ascend,
fanning the spark within, a fierce, defiant flame.
No solace sought, but fire that knows no end,
on wings of dawn, etched with embers' whispered name.

For sunrise blush, I wage this unseen war,
each bloom of dawn, a victory hard-won.
Though shadows call, and embers scorch the core,
my spirit burns, a beacon to the rising sun.

So let me breathe, and count the unseen stars,
in dawn's first kiss, find solace, find my grace.
This phoenix heart, reborn on moonlit scars,
with flames of hope, I light the shadows' face.

Description
Foils whisper secrets, serpents coiled and bright,
scales brush the starlight, worlds in smoke ignite.
A shadow waltz where broken dawns take flight,
and hopes, though fragile, dance on shattered glass alight.

Each breath, a siren's thread, a silken snare,
unraveling embers, longings in the air.
Oblivion beckons, sweet and oh so rare,
but scars remain, where whispered flames repair.

Night cracks like thunder, shards of light flung wide,
on bleeding dawn where hope lay torn and stilled.
The empty pipe, a tomb where embers hide,
echoing whispers on the ash-kissed hill.

But from the pyre, a phoenix dares ascend,
fanning the spark within, a fierce, defiant flame.
No solace sought, but fire that knows no end,
on wings of dawn, etched with embers' whispered name.

For sunrise blush, I wage this unseen war,
each bloom of dawn, a victory hard-won.
Though shadows call, and embers scorch the core,
my spirit burns, a beacon to the rising sun.

So let me breathe, and count the unseen stars,
in dawn's first kiss, find solace, find my grace.
This phoenix heart, reborn on moonlit scars,
with flames of hope, I light the shadows' face.