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Metamorphosis

I was dedicated, 'Till I levitated, Then I deviated. I saw life with new eyes, The truth hidden by lies, Empowered by my past tries This won't be my last try 'Cause I'm held high & I won't cry, life gets hard but I won't die, I can't be sad if I don't try. From the end of a tunnel, I see I was caught in a funnel I though it would never end Nor would my life ever mend. But I'm better now No enemies how I mean people hate But their timings late. Any thought they could think- I thought, reduced me to nought, But no solace I sought. Though now I have friends, "Pain never ends", Self-fulfilling prophecy mends, But on life strife depends. In this world we can't expect peace, Life's short it's like a lease, At the end of the day it's what you make it, You can't expect great if you forsake it.
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harry-robertsag
23 / M
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Written by
harry-robertsag
23 / M
Published
Aug 1, 2014
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#life#advice#realization#goodsandbads
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