Begin Again

The stone cold tears that run down my face

are due to years of struggle and broken promises.

They reflect a past as dark as fate and as common as love.

With new beginnings, I see a tide starting to turn towards success

Some may call me blessed

but it is all in the experience

that we call life

We take the good with the bad

And find solitude somewhere

in the middle of the road.

As we age and grow old

Our minds become wiser

our actions more clear

We were born to fall down but also

to get back up and begin again

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