Any one who struggles with life
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Exposed by verse.
A jolt, then a crack!
Something old
Now broken.
There was no going back!
A shudder, then the light!
I was born a eagle.
A eagle who loved to fly.
I grew so strong,.
I flew so high.
I was soon forced to go to school.
I'm dying, I'm dying
I can't tell a lie
Just waking up is getting rough
I'm staring death in the eye
Because it's over, it's over
I know that it is
It's not a positive thought
It seems a century since last
my universe spins round too fast
to stop and take a hold its turn
would cast my soul to hell to burn
Too many cooks have stirred this brew
in wrapped in knots
