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Life (Free verse) by AmberDawn
Throughout life their is a struggle, it makes it hard to stay out of
trouble.
It all starts with love, in the beginning. Birth brings you here
meant to leave winning.
You left the dark to come into the light, you didn't know things
wouldn't always go right.
It's easy to be happy when this life begins, at first everyone seems
to be your friend.
Your family is there, unconditional love, just like our Lord, far up
above.
What is means to lose, you've yet to learn, you haven't seen yet how
much you have to earn.
You've never been lonely, don't know what it means. You believe life
to be as easy as it now seems.
As time goes by, you learn about pain. After the first time your
never the same.
This pain has now tainted your once pure soul, the trials of life will
now take their toll.
You begin to learn not everyone is what they seem, not everyone is
playing for the same team.
Jealousy makes enemies, when they could have been friends. When
people act shady they lose in the end.
Then you meet that one person, and they become your lover. You're
soon to find out they're unlike any other.
In love with them always is what you see, together forever is where
you want to be.
Life's always changing, it won't stay the same, you have to change
with it to keep up in it's game.
Peace is not constant, you sometimes will fight, but you have to
compromise to keep things right.
Together take comfort from the past, make your good memories always
last.
When death finally come, it comes like the night So when the darkness
comes, don't try to fight.
You need only to know that you've lived your life right.
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Arithmetic Mean: 3.857143
Weighted score: 4.6926384
Overall Rank: 12050
Posted: February 1, 2005 1:50 PM PST; Last modified: February 1, 2005 1:50 PM PST
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Take smaller bites, little dabs of mustard, and eventually the sandwhich becomes whole.
(If that makes any sense... *shrug*)
Blessed with three.