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Weary Strength


Unspoiled Passions and fits of rage
Did i ever think it wise to keep them in a cage
In a world of whimsy did my memory fade
to think my life is just a game to be played
To wonder that is my greatest fault
Second only to a rapid pace of looking to make a change
the heart pounds at a furious pace
the mind races to find an unknown answer
Were things really meant to be this way
Death in the mist follows my thoughts
Pain masked by that impish grin
Turmoil and troubles present everyday
I cant and wont turn away
My Straight wont allow for me to back down
the answer is here in the places where the demons play
the angel of hope whispers in my ear
whilst the demons draw near
prepare for another battle your only moments away
with each fight you will grow stronger
you have grown weary this i know
fight past this feeling for treasures untold
this roller coast ride of emotion and thought
I am doomed to ride till my dying day
the ups and downs the thoughts abound
i grow weary all I'm gaining the strength
For fortune untold

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