Inspire
Take a quick moment to sneak a peak into me
Into my pain, but only gather up the pieces of me, which do not desire to cause you this same rain.
I am purposely here. You are to, don’t be drowned out by the sorrows left in you!
Get up! The fight is isn’t OVER, and you can’t win a battle, wishing on a four leaved clover!
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