Acceptance Over Misery
Woe, pain, and misery, these are the symptoms of being alone,
Others' cannot imagine the pain, One goes through for Acceptance,
One hope's to feels like a king on a throne...
One wishes to rid the feelings of penance...
That day of Sorrow, has come to a halt.
When One gain's a friend,
The feeling of acceptance was like a gold filled vault,
One now know's that one shall never be un-friend...
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