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Yet I Stand
Where do I stand When presented with a choice Transported by a full force That lands me in a false chance Yet, I stand. Breaking the shackles That held me in my ankles So tight like a buckle Wrapped in my knuckles Yet, I stand. What is given is a Token The heart that bleeds is broken The life that fades is taken Certain thoughts can't be driven Yet, I stand. I tried by following the trace Which led me to climb the trees That blew away my tears with its breeze Then I felt my soul soothed by a kiss Yet, I stand. A Concentration was needed in the motion But Consideration paved way for a failed emotion Without caution moments became illusion With a precipitation of low evaluation Yet, I stand. All of these void I tried to avoid Because it placed in me a typhoid The fever in me which devoured And my body left to divide Yet, I stand. The sour in my body was bathed with gingers Especially at the tip of my fingers Sending a message of dangers Yet, the pains still lingers Yet, I stand, Yet, I live.
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