Keeping Up

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Struggling for precious air,

     wheezing for life,

     is all I've ever done 

     for as long as I can remember.


My feet burned,

     my muscles ached,

     but still on what was causing this,

     I was not entirely aware.


Though I do not know what 

     was stopping and

     hindering me,


I refuse to run away,

     because nothing good 

     will be brought upon me

     if I was to flee.


But like how the sun shine

     on dew that build up

     on petals of flowers,

     I was enlightened.


That all my life 

     I had been struggling

     in keeping up to someone

     that just takes me for granted.


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If you would like you can pm me and send me a theme and I'll try and write a poem about it. xD

Just to make things interesting. :D

This is me for now, gtg. See'ya ma' lovelies!

~Husky out    


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