I feel broken, bruised,
abandoned in a desolate wasteland,
isolated even from myself.
It's as if nothing could work,
as if I'm missing gears,
as if my programming is corrupted.
And yet I feel strong, renewed,
as if I've found an oasis
that was there all along.
Our breakup was a wildlife
that turned my home to ash,
leaving me alone in the darkness.
But a sapling emerges through the
ashes,
bursting forth like a phoenix reborn,
as if the flames had planted it
themselves.
-Zero
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