"past aside" by k.ghost
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i've broken free at last, but looking back, the past
beckons me to reminisce the painful days before,
and as i sit in comfort something deep inside me contorts
and cries out as i once more touch a dark and distant shore.

a heart turned cold it seems, is the cause of all the beams
of rage, of hate, that emanates from my star of pain,
and through this fiery ball i recreate my wall
which had been torn by compassion once, and time and time again.

where could my life have turned, if it wasn't for the spurns
you've told me to develop from the whippings of my pride?
and though thru all the while i often wished to reconcile,
you showed me that the rightward path began with past aside.

a clear road i tread now with not worry on my brow,
as you walk along supporting me in case i once more bend,
and as the path winds nigh, a pair of swans fly high,
heading towards the horizon finding peace until the end.