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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required ( Through the Pain ) I am constantly wondering how the world got so crazy. The sadness and turmoil passed around to each other on a daily. The feelings inside, the emotions that rise should never be contained. Rich, poor and even those in the middle, fail to find the answers to this most insane riddle. Death is comfortable in the darkest of all dark spaces. Crazy how in today's world Death even reaches the sunniest of all open places. So caught up in one's emotions we tend to walk blind, as a legion of crazy thoughts and ill intentions threaten to seize the mind. Misery is just a state we allow ourselves to entertain, all the anger, shame and guilt is simply the devil winning at his own GAME! It very well may be unprecedented times as we each fight the funk, doesn't mean we allow the propriety to come in to hit the dunk. Stand up to adversity and wage war with a solid fist, cause this is just another speed bump on that path before we park this. Defeat is the easy way out, corrupt minds and weak kinds need to stand up as 1 for that victory shout. Not today, nor ever should you win at this wicked game. I am a warrior for what is mine and won't be stopped. A generous soul in these times that cancer must not even shock. I urge us all to swim through the pain and escape all the confusion. There must be a rhyme for each and every ill intrusion. Lives matter; PERIOD! Who cares what a pigment has to say, most are so tore up on the inside they can't help but to hate. I encourage all that are stuck in the suffering and drowned out by the pain, stand firm, spread love while being humble cause the devil bound to hit again. I choose to walk in the shadows and battle all fears. Cause when that evil hits hard only the strong and kind hearted should have the right to stand here.
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