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pullenee342

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1 poem·Since June 2019
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Life

June 5, 2019

The part of my life.

Sometimes there's hardships that when it hurts, it's sharp like a knife. 

I fight hard to overcome by the knife right away.

But is it really the price I have to pay?

Love is a mystery,

when you thought you find it and being part of your history. 

It's a illusion of lies in front of your eyes and questions ,why?

My life is not only hard but the things I enjoy are the source of light. 

However when the knife is deep, it's hard sleep under the quite night.

Take me to king, where I keep my mind and physical struggles are known to him.

What would he do in this state?

Someone special in my heart is hard to find in this place.

Especially, if you want to go a steady pace.

 Who? Just who in this place is attractive towards me?

I clearly don't see it because, why? Society

I hear it all the time since, 10, " Life is like a roller coaster" 

I know, I know but why it's so difficult to overcome things? 

It doesn't make sense. Is this a plan for something great?, A lesson?, A punishment?

I don't know. 

All I know is that I want this pain from the knife to be gone and move on for my life.

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