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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When the clock struck midnight I knew things were not right With cuffs upon my wrists And tears upon my fists For a brief moment I forgot who I was As I lost myself to the buzz But in a moment of clarity I swore That this sin I would not ignore That I would chase better highs And a beautiful sun and blue skies Because I'll admit the deeper I sank The more and more I went blank Becoming this thing that I am not So recklessly without thought But these actions brought me to chains Without gains and nothing but pains I want you to look in my eyes Maybe now you'll see they're not lies Because my flaws sit on my shoulders Weighing me down like boulders And the truth is that I am older In a world that feels colder But I've fought so long to get here Sometimes feeling death was near As I shed tear after tear after tear My life was a boat and hard to steer Battling hard against a raging sea Bringing me down to one knee I just want the insanity in my head To disappear and finally be dead I want to look ahead to better days Without gray haze and malaise I want to see how I've grown And a shining soul to the world shown This is my life and I will fight for it Because my past will never make me quit And I look at these tears on my fists And the lingering pain from cuffs on my wrists When the clock struck midnight That is when I swore to make things right
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