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Of Lives Never Lost

Of Lives Never Lost 

 

Banishment becomes a virtue 

Filled with remnants of fallacies 

Believed to be disposable numbers 

Suffering (prostration) 

 

Our Lives are meant to be free 

Though it seems we never receive  

Our lives are meant to be free 

Though it seems (we never receive) 

 

I resemble the few who believe 

In an audience of no one 

(In the beginning) I seen the end 

An end to detesting brilliance 

 

(Fate) was my clear sky 

My clarity gone astray 

(Fate) was my clear sky 

My clarity gone astray 

 

I resemble the few who believe 

In an audience of no one 

(In the beginning) I seen the end 

An end to such brilliance 

 

Our Lives are meant to be free 

Though it seems we never receive  

Our lives are meant to be free 

Though it seems (we never receive) 

Extrication 

 

Drifting thru the unaware 

Igniting a spark of deceit  

(Witnessing the flames spread) 

Burning thru all of creation 

I have proclaimed a mortal man 

In this scenario of immortality 

 

What has these lessons Taught me if only 

To allow this gift to be. Overshadowed 

 

(Ghosts of Lives Never Lost) 

 

Is this what we have become (is this) 

Is this my humble excuse (is this) 

My claim to be 

My bane to an existence never sought 

(I simply cannot fathom an attention 

To ridicule thy relevance) 

 

(Ghosts of Lives Never Lost) 

(C)2026

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