When you’re faced
With
Your end of days,
Take up an
Axe
And hack your past
To tinder and splinters,
Then
Set it ablaze.
For by the light of
That fire, as the flames
Ever higher climb, you
Will find that the pyre
Clears out your mind and
Soon,
Despite your dread,
Your purified head no
Longer sees an end to
Days. Instead,
That hazy vision,
Naked now, is revealed
As what it always
Really was: your
Phoenix soul, reborn to
Soar in fiery flight,
Putting
An end to both your
Personal night and your
Crippling daze.…
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