Being surrounded by and looped in the ropes of pain, pangs and death is an inspiration to live...
so live i shall
for those who've gone leaving me to feel i should be with them.
To be with them is to fly, so i spread my wings...

And i am majestically open to the dreams my heaven has for me,
grateful for the chance to walk in the clouds among the stars,
unafraid to float higher with each Ambrosius breath.
I live for you, i love me.
I love you for living through me.
I dwell out of my skin and it comes from within...