The Fate Of A Spirit

...Unperturbed by the darkest one...
...Unabated by the rising sun...
...Nor a demon, Nor an angel...
...A soulless spirit, is what I've become...

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Glass to glass, this is inconceivable
breaking apart, from the ones I love.
Last your laugh, its irredeemable
my dream ends on a gun, It fate.

..Past is past, Its irreplaceable.
..Take what you have, A miserable wish.
..Seize the day, 'Cause time's not makable.
..Memories in the ashes of yesterday.

Lead the path, The dead have followed
Goes so deep, can't rise above.
Bleed on your wake, Don't let them swallow
another black sheep among the fake.

..Truth so cold, tastes dead inside me
..Lay me down, don't let me say.
..So fake, So bold, Its wretched beside me.
..Stained a memory of the blame.

The wings I hold, So scarred and hollow
Pull me down with every spread.
The winds unfold, So dark and hallowed,
Break my breath, but blow me away.

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Written by Wake