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Right at that place where
that ever lasting passion desperately loomed,
near that shade of a long kept dream
fading the radiant of the gloom.
In the depths of winter,
To that first snowflake falling down,
for the descent of each flower,
a new will bloom.
It's an interim look, failure's frown.
Passion is a devious fuel to start with.
You won't even know
If it's driven by you
or you're driven by it.
Dicey yet addictive,
Will Show you the hunger then eat you alive,
As fire ,it is seductive.
In the form of your failure it will survive.
Everyone's destined to get burned by it
Some start radiating light
While others' ash mourn
'cause they never realised,
Destiny is a book waiting to get rewritten.
It's like a fire u started just to play with
Destructed everything on the way,
just to make you admit
Whether if u commit a sin, just to survive
Does it make it a sin to be alive?
You continued ur clean act
You held onto it as ur safeguard
But what if I tell you that
Most castles of success are built upon a graveyard.
With the cuffs of glory and the whitewashed reputation, You were restrained
But could it be worth more
Then a wild that can't be tamed.
Your head was held high,
as you walked with pride
In the sky as you were on the display
If life was always there by your side
Then tell how any of it could be in your way?
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