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Resurgence of Will

There’s a reason why I’m scared,

It’s because all I’ve done is be unprepared,

If I fall down now, it would be the end of my repair,

So I fight it all for the time when I’m born again,

Right now I’m in a place where I don’t want to be

Without a trace of pride or humanity

Stuck in a place that doesn’t suit me

In this situation it’s true that I’m afraid

That each day that passes is another day I’ve thrown away

I look around myself and all I see is the waste that I’ve created

And turned into my grave

It’s so dark and lonesome it makes me full of self pity

But like I said before,

It’s where I don’t want to be

So I fight for the day when I’m free from myself

A day when I’m happy and free from my hell

It gives me hope to see all the future will bring me

And that one day soon, I’ll be free from my animosity

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Apr 21, 2010
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