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There is something beautiful in the face of adversity

I think it's the hope draining out of my face

because I'm a coward

everything coming at me scares me

and I don't want to get up in the morning

I hate everything and everyone and isn't this

just the start of a beautiful classic tale 

of the one million cowards that came before me

let me die before I ever face a challenge

I will cry before a duel

every test laid in front of me

is like quicksand and I have no arms 

and I'm in a wheelchair. 

someone will save me,

I think to myself. 

The coward never comes through.