I made this a few days ago when i was in a bad place, yet for some reason it hit people deep, what do you think.
Some people never know love, Yet those who do are often crushed under its grasp whilst others chuckle mildly as you do, or say they care. Death often seems like the cure, but maybe, just maybe, its faith in yourself.....Though some may not have it, and others need it, without faith in one being there is no hope for a better place, Until Death comes along and pulls you to your feet and whispers, It's not time, keep moving and you shall see, your time shall come, when you are happy to be.
Some people never know love, Yet those who do are often crushed under its grasp whilst others chuckle mildly as you do, or say they care. Death often seems like the cure, but maybe, just maybe, its faith in yourself.....Though some may not have it, and others need it, without faith in one being there is no hope for a better place, Until Death comes along and pulls you to your feet and whispers, It's not time, keep moving and you shall see, your time shall come, when you are happy to be.
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