Confused is the word that has been playing around in my life for too long.
I just thought it had it's share and got rid of me.
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this is no poem, this in not beautiful, i just poured out my thoughts on the worst part of my life. It is not artistic or does not have anything that a poem should
A reflection inward, as hideous as you think you might seem. Anything and everything can change. Don't give up ever. Don't accept failure or absolute defeat. Bringing back the extinct. What you once had can always be found again. Only the strong will win. Survival is where life begins.