Beginning till Now
Before the light of light struck my eyes, I had already felt the toxicity of the world. From the first time I drew a breath, till today, I have been sorrounded by so much hostility. Every week is something different, a new face of trouble coming to bring its horrors into mylife. I've faced many problems from poverty to fitting in school, and everything in between. Even if there was so much gloom and dread in my life, somehow, unbelievably te god alwas outweighed the bad. For every tear there was a tissue being handed to me. From every time I felt alone, there was a hand on my shoulder. For that time I jumped off the edge into in abyss, a bridge appeared to keep me from falling. So now I sit here in front of a computer screen typing a short summary of my life, I look foward to my future and I am determined to continue my poem.
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