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    MarshallForever
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    little poem

    Judgment so clouded, I'm judging myself
    A bitter storm brewing, I fear for my health
    I'm covered in anger, it covers my smile
    To think I was happy, but not in a while

    I carry my burden's, my legs shake with weight
    I make my own problems, at which I am great
    My knees feel like snapping, cracking with life
    If life is a bitch, I guess life is my wife

    See divorce can be bitter, so hard and cruel
    But I'm not her robot, her little weak tool
    She's grinding me down, turning to dust
    A life in the rain, which has caused me to rust

    One day I'll be stronger, my body will cope
    My vision will sharpen, I'll focus my scope
    I'll throw off the shackles, I'll tear them apart
    I may not have much, but I still have my heart.

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    Boss Lady ;) Suzi's Avatar
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    That's a very powerful piece..
    Do a little of something that makes you happy every day!


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    I love the positivity
    The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.

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    MarshallForever
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    Just off the top of my head. Simple but to the point.

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