Hello steemians! here's a little poem to make you get up from your beds!
I
That position of yours laying upon your bed
is what makes me think about your disgrace
another poor soul who always thinks
about another frustrating desicion to pick
II
Between suicide or self-recognizement
regarding to other people's harassment
she decides to slide as a card
on a skillful fluent magicians hand
III
into utter darkness there she goes
falling slowly as snowflakes to the floor
what she still doesn't know is
oh! how happy I'm gonna make her feel
IV
When she knows that life is the only guilty
of her sadness as flying birds is
something natural that we just can't allow
life is only one as death awaits for me now
V
Rise from the ashes like the fenix!
make life fear of your presence!
take your happiness and spread it everywhere like fire!
life is only one and death can come for me like it desires!
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