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Abnormal Advantage


As I open my eyes to start my day

A dark cloud filters me and the words I say

This spirit originates from my unholy brain

It resides within me and has no real name

It makes me sad and or afraid

Of things that are not meant to be that way

But when I need a push for a brand new start

Or need to inspire a heart to heart

This hindrance becomes my ultimate strength

And helps me help others feeling this way

So when my dark cloud comes into view

And I don’t know how to move on and push through

I morph my dark cloud into my own bright light

To shine for myself and others familiar fight

 

 

 

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