This Life

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    This Life

    For onces in this life ,I started having trouble holdin my head high.My eyes wasn't open,my mind was never sure.for onces I,m begining to feel alot a pain.Turning my head to look back,finding out i have not yet moved.Hour's passed within my mind.Days have passed within my life.Starting easy find myself asking questions.started revieving past relationships.I aways had hope,time still will be by my side.My relationships where just not right  many night spend alone.All the saviors that had come in didn't save me.So many night alone,my broken heart within the lust.For onces in this life, i,m having trouble holding my head up.Luking through my heart founding emptyness.

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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