Rise up just like a pheonix from the ashes of your soul,
An island in the midst of life can not resist its flow,
Not every struggle leads to success, offtimes loss is one's fate,
The nectar of life is seldom sweet, it is bitter to the taste.
Believe me when I say my dear it is better to fight than not,
Salvation is not in the victory it lives within your heart,
Dont pray for things that can not be had and then blame God for your fate,
Release your spirit from its servitude of endless cloying hate.
Stop searching for your true reflection in broken shards of glass,
Stop listening to what others say just listen to yourself,
So what if life wont bow to your whims, so what if it is cruel,
A stronger opponant surely makes for a very thrilling duel.



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