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Pride is gone
Minutes turn to days, then months have past my way. I used to look forward to each and everyday. Felt I had a meaning along with bettering myself in any way. Feeling alive and strong the world was mine to take. But somewhere down the line my spirit started to break. My soul is drying up making it easier to flake. Wishing it was a nightmare but clearly I'm awake. I know somethings gotta change I gotta to switch this fate. Find myself a meaning cause acting happy is getting harder to fake.
