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Rise

Marisa Bernardo

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How can it end ever not this way,

when all I wanted was to change?

But now death and destruction lay

at her feet with all my rage.


Everything that she was striving for

burned away faster than the driest leaves

in the flames I could not ignore

that came from her expecting ease.


And the end of all her efforts

are the blackened remains of all I was.

Trying to be as all the experts,

that never showcased any flaws.


Watch me burn out.

I have fire in my veins

and she is who burns me down.



She, who will never let me advance.

I, who will always hold me back


Someday I will watch her fall.

And you will watch me rise.




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