The StruggleA Poem by Healing StarStruggle, is a friend, don't let him slip away.If you don't gamble, how you ever gonna bring home the prize? You gotta make You You can't sit here on this Sea Shore and just gaze your whole Life You gotta take hold of that thing you just Found Drifting on the swells on a log with no Limbs You gotta find your own Way The way is there it has always Been You have been traveling this road all your Days You gotta make You All the stories that they Tell No one is going to come and make everything happen for You You gotta learn to Sing I see them all around me, the ones I see Smiling Don't drop your essence now that you've reached this Plane © 2015 Healing Star |
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1 Review Added on March 8, 2015 Last Updated on March 8, 2015 AuthorHealing StarSouth Jordan, UTAboutI am a man who has finally realized he needs to write down what matters to him, that I might learn from myself, what is important, what I value. To capture who I am now, for that is all we have is no.. more.. |

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