Finality

Set upon this road, a foreign destination
Where my heart sustains the bleeding of passion
Reigned in by the tethers of this euphoria.
My life a whimsical satire
Within the crux of facetious entropy;
My world a teeming paradox.

Lain waste inside a paradox,
The resting of fruitless destination
Brings to the sea a fortune of passion.
Released unto an untold euphoria
Chastised in heralded dulcet satire
Of disillusioned entropy.

In the place of overwhelming entropy,
I breach the broken paradox
To set upon the final outcome of my destination.
I know not where my passion
Lies, set into a field contented with euphoria;
The whole meaning of my life, a satire.

To rewrite this riddled satire
My own world need be enveloped in this entropy;
My world to my life a paradox
Of a life unknown to destination.
In the wake of tainted passion
I am drawn away from the gates of euphoria.

Begging the chance to find euphoria,
Where the realm of satire
Will not conclude in violent entropy,
The meaning of this comical paradox
Has lead me astray from my destination
And brought me farther from the grasp of passion.

Let it be told, that the placement of passion
Within the subtle tides of euphoria
Could replicate and disillusion this satire.
To unfold the hidden entropy
And displace the stellar paradox
Where I am led to my destination.

Alone upon the path of final destination
I feel the cold stillness of life without passion.
Remnants of unbridled euphoria
Released into this concluding satire
Are set within a bleeding entropy
Where my life becomes the final paradox.


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