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a emotional poem showing the beginning of maturing |
| I discovered a new wind blowing slightly past my heart. The way I was must have made my conscience be torn all apart. I tryed really hard to make myself live a lie, but as I began to change, my time became to gradually go by...... I'm beginning a new pact now to make things great. For now, I am the one who controls my mind's state. I'm leaving my heartaches and miseries behind. I'm stronger now with my true friends, and my family all combined. So, I pray for today And for the tomorrow to come, with knowing the right words to say. I pray for the broken, torn up inside, Thinking they are alone, and in the mirror their apperance slowly begins to hide. I pray for the worried to gain the strength of many put in one. I pray for the troubled who think they are really happy when everything is all said and done. Finally, I pray about the hardships in the past. Hopefully, now, I can be reborn and happy at last. ~chicka~ |