In the midst of the storm, we find our way,
Through the shadows, in the fading light of day.
With every pulse, our hearts synchronize,
A dance of dreams, where the sorrow dies.
The whispers of the past hold us tight,
But we’re gathering strength, ready for flight.
From the ashes that crumbled my soul,
We’ll forge our future, reclaiming control.
Ghosts of our fears start to fade,
As we ignite the fire we made.
Through the tempest, our spirits ignite,
Rebirth in the chaos, we’ll burn so bright.
The echoes of pain, they lose their hold,
We rise from the silence, brave and bold.
With every heartbeat we redefine,
In the wreckage, our souls intertwine.
In the depths of despair, we’ve found our voice,
A melody sweet, a reason to rejoice.
The storm may rage, but we stand firm,
With love as our anchor, we’ll never squirm.
So let the winds howl, let the thunder roll,
We’re unfinished stories, but we’re whole.
From the changeless nights to the dawn’s embrace,
In the pulse of the moment, we find our place.
Together we breathe through the remnants of strife,
As we navigate paths towards a new life.
With each dawn, with each breath in disguise,
We rise from our ashes, in the glow of the skies.
In the heart of the storm, we’ll dance in the rain,
Each drop a reminder that freedom is gained.
From shades of despair into colors that soar,
In the end, we’ll find what we’re fighting for.
With the fading light, we’ll carve our own way,
The journey of rebirth starts here, today.
No longer in shadows, we’ll chase what feels right,
Together we rise, in the depths of the night.
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