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Nov 2012
Sometimes life is hard to survive,
But you have to continue to strive. 
Your strength may seem to fade, 
We may stumble and fall into shade. 

Sometimes we will encounter pain, 
It'll seem so bad as you sit in the rain. 
Pain is a thing meant to keep inside, 
But it may show as we lose our pride. 

We may hate it but pain will stay in us
It doesn't matter if you cry and fuss. 
We all live with it that's what they say
But some live perfect lives every day. 

Life is a game not meant to be fair,
From the time we're born to lost hair. 
Some were created better than me,        
I just wish they weren't set so free. 

I don't know when this will all close, 
I just have to sit and wait I suppose. 
I will fight for everyone sad and live,
It is the most I can do except forgive.
Dennis Meeker
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Dennis Meeker  24/M/Ohio, US
(24/M/Ohio, US)   
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   Hilda, ---, Timothy and Liberatus
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