Struggle
There was a time while I was in bed
Trying to keep thoughts in my head
While I could no longer bear the conscious fight
I knew the only way to solve my problems was to write
To release the anger and the tension
I knew to someone I had to mention
There was one thing I had to show him
This tenacious poem.
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