What is this I feel?
Does it stir once more,
Yes I know what it is,
My heart alive again.
It beats and flutters so swiftly,
Like a young bird attaining flight,
flying with energy and ecstasy,
My heart feels new and ecstatic.
But wherefore does it awaken?
Wherefore does it beat again?
I see, its clear, you caused this,
Your eyes resurrected me.
A heart which had died,
Brought forth with life,
As a phoenix does rise,
From its lifeless ashes.
My heart has risen,
With energy renewed,
All hope is restored,
My shadow vanished.
You gave back to me,
My ally, feared lost,
I place in your hands,
My endless undying love.
Who better to bequeath such a gift,
Than the one who brought me back,
Back from the darkest pits of death,
One wondrous enough to resurrect hope,
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