Lost in a trace.
A shadow mind, so misunderstood.
Demonstrating the dreams of change seems hopeless at times. Devoting my spirit to express knowledge through my lyrics is my inspiration. Through your sorrow, motivation heals the hidden opportunities.
Golden promises lead to tortured moors.
I seek artifacts from above,
Messages that feed the wounded at its core.
Only to be drained by the power of guilt.
You generate bricks of stone to the magnetic field, yet forget to protect the essence of your sanity. Derailing this truth only hides your blessings.
So gravitate to the beliefs of strength & break the chains of despair. You create the pathways you crave, while observing the possibilities of prosperity. Never stop your confident from achieving greatness.
You are your own dynamic dynasty.
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