Like a beautiful bird, you soar.

Painting the heavens red, orange, and gold.

What's it like to have ultimate power at your hands?

Do you feel the flame of desire licking at your mind?

How's it feel to die?

 

You lived life skating the edge cause you were afraid of the commitment it takes to settle down.

Oh and you liked to convince everyone that nothing really got to you.

But I show you huddled in the corner, crying.

Or at least I used to.

 

So, how's death?

What's it like to be nowhere at all?

How's the void?

And can you tell I'm just being sarcastic?

 

But why you?

Why is it that when you hang around people who have a team that starts with the name "X" someone has to die?

Where's that rule written?

And how the hell can I change it?

You burned so bright as Phoenix.

I've never seen a light that shone as long as yours.

But candles always blow out

And you were no exception.

 

So goodbye, Rachel Summers.

I won't cry for you.

I know you wouldn't want that.

 

Your glory's gone.

One life for another.

Balance the scales.

Yadda yadda yadda.

But the Phoenix always rises again.

Maybe you will too.

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