worst but best year
as I wake up to the new year i found myself more strange
I have never felt this way before
I have gain new friends and family to love
But at the same time i lost many and been hurt
I take all the bad to try to make some good
But in reality does where just dreams
As time go on and on i find myself more broken and sad
But with a few months of thinking and forgiving i found myself again but not as whole
So more months past again and a new soul has awaken but a newer and better one
All i can do now is grow this soul to be the best it could be and never let it get hurt again
I'm going to take all the knowledge for all those year and make my year the best.
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