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Fortitude

Sometimes, to break is nothing but pain But even when we don’t see it, there is something to claim “Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger” But pain doesn't always toughen us, and make life last longer There are the times though, we destroy ourselves with reason And we know we’ll come through the fire unbeaten Nothing can be made bigger, made more powerful Without a little destruction; truth can be sorrowful The times when we willingly subjectify ourselves though Feel the best, we know what we’re doing—reaping the glory we sow We all desire strength, power and might We all want to be stunning, beautiful of sight We think the ways we build ourselves up, are what pretty us the most And give little attention, to life’s trials and complications; they’re nothing to boast But those are where we find our strength; withstanding the tempest Screaming our passion, unmoving, fighting, holding fast It is the pain we endure, that we often try to ignore The brutality, the violence, the blood sweat and gore But the cruelty of life, all the things you've battled through That’s what makes you beautiful…this is why I love you Stay strong, Life's a fight But I'll go through it by your side
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