Ascending from your fallen past
Life it's the same
Attending to a loneliness
For you, never
Through channels of uncertainty
A rise of denial
This sadness is positioning
As Fortunes snares lay me down
In a dream despite
The air we breathe, serenity
Grip the dead hands of the last
Detritus invades
Indefinite the consequence
For you endeavor to
Aggravate uncertainty
A rise of denial
This passion won't forgive
And ill fortune tears you down
All that's been ignites
Suppressing me, serenity
All that's been ignites
Suppressing me, serenity
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