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The Truth of Being Alive

The petite moon is hiding
Behind clear clouds that don't dare
To upstage our glorified star.
Grass bends beneath flesh,

Evesdropping on carefree openness
As shoes lay abandoned and draped
With socks that never match,
Letting toes innocently taste the breeze.

An unstable rainbow slowly melts into the sky,
Fading like scars that once saved your life.
With sun kissed skin you stretch out
Thinking of how times have changed

The way you live and define
The truth of being alive:
It is not just supplying a pulse
Or possessing the ability to breathe

It is not ever-ended struggle
Or winning every round you fight
But a sense of contentment
No matter where you are in life.
Written by ChaosAndHope (DefectiveRadiation)
Published | Edited 9th May 2013
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