I'd like to stand
I'd like to stand on my own two feet but, Right now they hurt from running. Monsters just keep coming; I charge into them head on Or I flee in cold fear. I can not stand being this near To the edge of oblivion. I've been racing around in my Mind. It's tiring. I've tried so hard to be inspiring To those who gave up. No one could have warned me of this. No one could warn me of the smiles I'd miss.
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