Mind races, pits of hell. Search the soul, that’s not for sale. Who can tell what one can feel, deep inside, past the steel. I look around at what I have
My Life, Pure, Simple
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Mind races, pits of hell. Search the soul, that’s not for sale. Who can tell what one can feel, deep inside, past the steel. I look around at what I have
What happens when you take a step back and look at your life? Do you see things clearly or run in fright Where have you gone…
When you look into my eyes, what do you see? A light of hope, or the dark sea? Do you wonder what I feel inside? Do you wonder what makes me cry?
A poem about how life can be a challenge at times, leaving you feeling hopeless. Through the dark there is always light, so hold on.
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