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A Heart of Lightning
this life I live breaks my heart a little more each day the maladies and tragedies consume my dreams and wear away all my strength sorrow is my constant companion as the moments' crawl, seconds feel endless days feel like an eternity, and as for years they seem infinite, and yet when they pass memories of them feel like they were gone in an instant but I fight on, hiding my feelings with humor and a smile masking the tears just underneath how can anyone really understand? pain is relative after all and unless you've experience it you can't fathom a persons struggle, so why do you judge? the fall from your high horse, your soap box, your stage your pulpit, your existence, and your outrage down here to my prison, my reality is a long and dark. It won't discriminate because you believe your somehow superior this could be you someday; life is a journey and a cruel game, someday when you've forgotten me you could take my place, you have no idea what experience will bring so what right do you have to give me advice? what makes you think you are so wise? what makes you think you can face my life? what makes you think you can handle my strife? look thru my eyes, see what I’ve seen and I give you a week before you too long for lifes' end
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