Life Story
Fighting this pain deep to strain myself
Glades of ice form the life
So cold so plain, so boring
I awake every morning
Living the story
Of a boy who fights for his glory
Kicking everything out of his way
Still gets distracted everyday
It’s worth it to him
To love someone, yet he's haunted by his last.
He puts it into the past, but it forever lasts
Still over coming this pain, of the cold life
Challenging himself, making himself!
He builds this tower of life and love
Friends and family, still stand by me.
Watching me do this! But all I can worry about is death.
But forever will my glory story forever be told!
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