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She Rises from the Ashes

It’s all too easy to forget who you are
When you’re right in the middle
Of a storm of circumstances and instances,
Of a whirlwind of drama and gossip

They shake you (oh, and how you quiver, my dear)
They break you (oh, and how you cry so, my dear)
Until
Until you remember yourself less and less

But
But you stand up yet again
Shoulders pulled back
And
That so-called stiff upper lip
Has never looked
So beautiful
And dangerous,
Like that glint in your eyes
That wasn’t there before

You keep a few very close to you
The rest of them you view from
The shore, where you’re
Anchored and safe

But is “safe” what you wanted all along?

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About Anna

A 30-something female awed/delighted/floored with anything horror. Known to kick-start her days with coffee. Indulges in chocolates, blogging, writing, and reading. Attracted to the offbeat and the quirky / the odd and the strange / the weird and the eerie.

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