Other Places in Dewats' Art Station:
Effort less ly
Tears of trails flow effortlessly Down this stream of chaos Waves of distortion can fill volumes Pales of pains not meant to cause strife But rather unintentional remedies for life Uncommon positions taken to secure a better hold On the unseen pressures of moving forward in the dark I’m a man of passion that was once closed by societal pressures I suffered through many nations to make my own way Only by my metric can success and failure be measured Traveling in darkness during a fruitful season I’m covered with rain under a clear blue sky I’m made stronger by tribulations So like a rag I soak up all that life has to offer me Still I continue on my journey I’m a silhouette in the dreams of the feeble and the hefty But a phoenix in my own time Every recluse pays a fine For me It was a fiery bird who fast on self proclaimed giants I pierce their souls to teach them the un-pleasantries of tyranny I walk away the only upright An my gates darken as time goes on.
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