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Rising To
My humble stab at life lived, learned and applied going forward.
Controlled and lost, spelled contradict
Consumed and spit - now worthless
Fought and fallen, now built up
Bitterness shed, slowly stripped
Acted out with no applause
One’s self left watching, covered up
Absorbing inches that stretch for miles
Eighths at a time, the pace slows down
Until it races, now enlightened
Saving face has lost it’s point
Making right makes better sense
How it’s done our time will tell
Wavering moments along this way
Wanting better and how it’s done
Time sped faster towards all things
Rising to, and whether not
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Industrial | Electronica | Metal | Alternative Featuring... Supercharged 350 and Wigrocks
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