To Be
To be what your are meant to be in life, the beginning of the night, ablodged by light, to endoul dge by sight, the vision of you to be you. The instation of frustration, to be lost in translation, to victimise yourself, for no preparation for bad health, to eliviate wealth, to appreciate health. For only to be in life is the need of good deeds, only in mind to be free to be you, for the things you do to consiplate the truth.
As a youth to you learn what to do and not, for only to get shot back to reality, the resistance at an instance change of paste, to live for tommorow and live for today.A unbelievable reasonable doubt to make, only inside to lose faith to procrastinate the indentification and purpose of self relations to live deep inside of inspiration to the inner core of love the shadow above for you to love you and yourself. The alligations of the being in you can be compromise by seeing the truth for complications of mental abuse, only pain for use, to lure a cure of a table contentes of false pretenses to invent you, to be you.
Copyright © Ambrose Gibbs | Year Posted 2019
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