Life

Life

Lost ground and lost way

Footing insecure

Broken and defeated

We must brace ourselves

To rise again

For no matter how often we fall

We must rise to the challenge

To the day

To face our enemies

Because that is the meaning of life

The rise and fall

The give and take

Without which

We cannot live

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Neverwere

Calling on powers to appease them

Wish on things can’t be that be

If you won’t be there to save me

I’ll have to rely on me

Now that’s a scary proposition

Having self-reliance like that

I’m not sure I’m up to the challenge

Call me out, I’ll fold like a mat

Weak willed, and lily livered

Just call me a yellow bellied cur

I’m too tired to keep on fighting

Believing in thing that never were

If happiness exists here

Of if true love is around the bend

I believe that it is not for me

But someone should win in the end

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