Inertia....

There is a place higher than the peak of the highest mountain,
Where you have hidden beauty,
When amidst a boundary you can't run,
Beauty exists everywhere it's just something you've got to see....

Face your target,
Get a contended pose,
For being a dreamer you're always going to be hit,
Is that why you favour dreaming with you doors closed?

A wicked smirk,
A masked judgement,
Dressed with obnoxious words,
Dreams broken into fragments...

There will be a time you'll cast your wits,
A quest has to be hand in hand with strength,
Why is a path aspired to be followed spectated by sceptics,
These obstacles fate has sent...

Your mind has been gifted with expressive mass,
Your body has been gifted with blood,
Your blood has been gifted with a heart,
You walk to see if you've been gifted with blissful luck....

Luck's a bitch when you believe it to be,
The sceptics are meant to be gagged with your ears,
Those wicked judgements can make you search fissures to find your dreams,
A challenge leaves you to accept your fears....

As you are accelerated along a whirling path,
Driven to the mysterious by a kaleidoscope,
The arcane tends to await your heart,
Your path will acquaint with gyroscopic inertia...

Your destiny depends on the momentum of your dreams,
Can the sceptics displace your inertia?
You'll have to be stronger than steel,
The last card is sweet euphoria...

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