Gone is the frustration of endless intimidation,
Erased by indignation of relentless resignation.
Nothing left to feel, relish, gain, relinquish.
This cannot be real; hellish pain extinguished.
Forever wanting more, strive to show what's in store--
And deliver an encore, of my one finest score.
Musical magnificence has emotional significance--
Majestic stimulus for healing; so serendipitous.
Fate has spoken for me, with endless words of torment;
In a state of broken stagnation, mangled and war-bent.
Hell can bring only one thing--that which it foments;
Peace by comparison becomes priceless moments.
Having suffered an eternity, worn down to the bone;
Made tougher, having earned it, see--my light has shone.
Make way for the day that all shall be broken;
For then we will transcend--humanity will be awoken.
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