Like I have been left out for real
The stride I had was disappearing
As I feel like my mind and heart breaking
But to break at this point would be foolish
As I would throw everything I accomplish
What I feel in this state of mind
Is merely a setback that disappears in time
I'll stand up and wipe the dirt
Patch the wounds, ignore the hurt
As the phoenix have yet to rise from the ashes
As he still burns brights only with weaker flashes
So tomorrow's challenge is anticipated
As today's problems would not leave me decimated
The storm will pass and will come another
But each rain and thunder will make me tougher
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