Black tattered rags,
and deep purple waves of pain and confuision,
circle round me in a fatal twist.
I cring my body,and fall to the floor.
I cring,from defeat.
Utter humilation,
dissapointment.
This is my dream...
a failed attempt.
I will keep moving though until i am strong.
Until I win.I hold my head up high...and keep going.
God is on my side,
and he is steeping on the tattered rags of pain and dissapointment...
I will follow him,
walk in his footsteps...
to crush the pain.
...
I feel better now.
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