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Tough is a battle.


It's been so hard letting go

 

But what I don't understand is how you can be a bitch to Karma.

Karma befriends you and now you want to be a hypocrit.

Hypocritical to your actions playing out right before your eyes.

The pain it causes to see someone else having to feel hurt as they are your reflection.

The person you gave birth to, the person you gave a life to, you turn your back on.

 

She is your reflection of your actions.

She is your reflection of teachings.

She needs you the most, you turn your back, because you can't deal with yourself.

Your child, your blood you've turned into her enemy.

Instead of helping your creation you throw your problems aside.

 

How can one be so cruel?

 

I've learned to walk away. 

 

All, I say is hold your head high baby girl.

Let the wind guide you.

Let the stars shine bright as you smile and feel the breeze.

Let the dark and the darkness in people be your past.

Let the light be your future.

 

Don't let negativity hold you down.

Hold your head high, as you walk through a tough road.

 

Someone at the other end of the tunnel is waiting.

Someone at the other end of the tunnel is listening.

 

You are not alone.

 

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