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I Should Have Seen It Coming
I sit here,
fallen on my knees,
hands covering my face,
how'd I get so weak?
I've been so strong,
pillars in a world that tried to ravage me,
but what led to these crack
that crushed down me?
Pummeled,
beaten,
covered in these stones,
the things that kept me strong
now weigh me down.
I should have seen it coming,
the signs were in front of me,
but I just turned away,
ignored the omens blaring at me.
The sleepless nights,
the menacing dreams,
when my mind would hopelessly wander,
distracting me.
Now I sit here,
completely fallen,
restlessly broken,
hating this weakness in me,
wondering if there was ever a true strength in me.
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