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Choices
All of the choices we make
and the chances we take
the people we surround ourselves by who never truly look us in the eye
and that we never will satisfy
All the stories we tell and
the bad things we dwell
that will never escape our soul
and that we never will know
Amidst all of that there's this thing called life
we all live it for sometime
good or bad
mad or sad
we all take what we are given
and make it a living
In life there's a thing called love
like a child first born
or a lifetime torn
we all experience it
in a damp mist
In love there's a person
getting worsened by the pain they feel
And to god they kneel
looking for answers that may not come
Like a beat on a broken drum
In a person theres this thing called hope
like someone trying to cope
Holding there head up
looking for answers
among all of the advancers
And in hope there's a heart
Beating like an animal in a cage
Fighting with rage
To just be themself
Like a book all alone on a shelf
That never gets picked up
Like a tub with no water
Or a mother without a daughter
In a heart there's bittersweet
Like a person you first meet
And in that person there's a dream
That we never may know what it means
But that doesn't matter
Among all the useless chatter
In bittersweet there's everyone full if choices, stories, life, love, hope, and hearts
They all have beauty
Like an accomplished duty
We all are neglected
Stitched together with perfected.
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