Bomb

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Wind me up as I start ticking because I'm a time bomb
If I don't siphon it out we are about to have a problem
I hold these waves of emotion crashing inside me
Until I'm the one to break and not be able to breathe
We are all addicts by our own design falling for the things we hope to fine
We look for a quick fix or the easiest way out
But the truth is the future stands wide and stout
Life is a marathon sure it's hard and you may have to walk or crawl
But you have to stumble to learn how to fall
falling could be good or bad but it is what you make it
It can envelop you or merely cover you like a blanket
We are our own worst enemy but also our strongest ally
Because learning to fall could be the key to learning to fly
Optimism or antagonism one knows the other and vice versa
Introvert or extrovert they both know the turf
Poet or artist we all fall for the beauty of the land
Be a hater or be a fan

Authors note hey guys it's me well obviously considering its my authors note. But I'm going through a bit of a rough patch and I'm a bit of a mess so I apologize for the short or long rant in about to give. I've lost my best friend and many more recently and I'm just frustrated because why is it I'm always the one to be left behind. I get that life has its ups and downs trials through fire etc. I get that I can be negative and bring people down but I'm trying and apparently that isn't enough. I just hate walking around with the human dilemma. We all long for love to be returned it's biblical even we weren't made to be alone.

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