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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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