°•Breathing Ash•°

Summary

In death our darkness remains unkown Broken pulse beneath breathing Down where rivers dry Past the dark Perhaps death is where ~ we are meant to meet

I can either choose to be a victim of this world

Or an adventurer in search of treasure

Its all a question of how I view my life.

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My thoughts are tangled

And I am strangled with my own emotions

I'm done with lying

I'm done with livingin pain and bitterness

I'm done with retracting

I'm done with shrinking

I'm done with screaming

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But life is not for weak hearts

So I must make peace with my mind.

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So are you ready to take walk in my

Sacred garden of frozen ideas

A labyrinth of vices

Dare to step inside the maze

You will only find darkness

For I am only Breathing Ash