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Vipin Chauhan

Abstract Tragedy Crime

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Vipin Chauhan

Abstract Tragedy Crime

I killed a phoenix and it did not rise

I killed a phoenix and it did not rise

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I killed a phoenix, and it did not rise

I was dead cruel, gave up to my vice.


The heavens roared and the billows cried

Thought to myself, sat by fireside,


Why this silly fowl frolics and leaps?

Why my heart frantically weeps?


The bird’s merry stabbed me in,

I stabbed it, it wasn’t a sin.


There was no ash, there were no flames

It was the end of all anxious games.


So here I sit by the fireside

With splattered dust all on my hide.


with tears that burn my desperate lies

I killed a phoenix, and it did not rise.


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