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I wish I'd never lost

The desire to be

Much greater than I am

The ghost of my will roams free

Among my memories

Since the fall

No call for help

Nobody saw that something

Was really wrong until it was too late

Abandoned to my fate

I never thought

I would be easily swept up

Like the lightest straw

Brave is the man who admits

That he’s in need of help

Driven by his instinct

He prefers to face his pain

I’ve got to hold

I thought I would be

Trying to escape

From my destiny

But I just accept it

Once for all

Ineluctably

I start to foresee

The final ending

To this sad story

This endless fall