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I hit my headOn a soft pillowHalf-DeadLike a Weeping WillowI awake Alarm blaring Cold water hitsMy distraught bodyI accept my workYear inYear outCausing a breakdownOf my anguished shoutsI am in a rutI cannot defeatPsychic screamsMy safety retreatsConfusion and Nostalgia My only emotionsOnly the Future knowsMy worldly devotionsThe power to createThe power to destroy The power to raiseA small little boyWhichever road I takeI choose in timeFor I take a pathThat's less than DivineMedicine manCures the painHealing handsHappiness he feignsA writerBurrows his sorrows awayIn the poetryHe write all dayEach road endsIt's the truth in lifeWe make amendsAnd forget our spiteWe look back on lifeSee if it was greatNot regrettingeach and every mistakeWe live and we learnNo matter how much we get burnedIn the end it's all we gotEven though sometimes it was for naughtSo I leave this end For those of youWho are undecided on what road to chooseHappiness in life is only foundWhen you find the meaning In the special moments that last so longWrote this in about 15 minutes.I think I got kind of scattered, constructive criticism preferred! Cheers :D
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