Impending
Time keeps going round and round.
Endless without any SOUND.
All you hear is ‘tick,tock… … tick,tock’
And you wonder when your LIFE will StoP.
As for me… right now it has just begun. I can be anyone.
I choose to be
Strong
and I choose to FIGHT.
This is the beginning.
I can SEE the LIGHT. Everything
will be okay. Just keep on Breathing
Day by Day.
Time keeps going no matter what you say.
When you look back; :D
Smile!
And remember, I’ll be that way
FOREVER. <3
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