مولد صوت AI Dariah Williams من Fish Audio

Memories drift like scattered light. You're fading into morning mist, I can't hold. The pieces slip between. Sometimes I remember when we. But now it's just echoes and. Forget forget until nothing stays but shadows of. Time keeps.

He that heaven will choose and down to right places now, helping the couch into something there. Heaven we have been telling how and when to right after me, choosing the way down into couches by the now.

Swingly swingly, up and down. Littleho, biggleho, round and round. Nearly there, nearly where? Swooshily swooshily everywhere.

What if the road just ended where the trees started to blur and you didn't look back would it be easier to let go or would you hold on tighter to the ghost of who you were before it’s all so quiet now but you made it through.

Can you hear the silence echoing through the shadows of my mind? I'm trapped in this frozen state, waiting for a spark to ignite my shattered soul. Don't let me slip away into the darkness; reach out and pull me back into the light where I can breathe again.

Keep your fire burning bright, let your spirit take flight. In your heart, you know what's true, every step is leading you. That's your power, that's your might, shining through the darkest night.

True performance isn't just about strength; it's about control and blood flow efficiency. If you're constantly clenching, you're actually choking off the very circulation you need. You must learn to desensitize the nervous system and release tension to unlock your body's full, natural potential.

Your struggle is the only thing that matters to me now. Can you feel the obsession taking over? I control the board, moving you piece by piece into my trap. Don't fight it; just let the game consume you until there is nothing left but my pleasure.