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My destiny
My destiny
17 NOVEMBER 2015, 10:54 PM
I stare at myself in the mirror,
And look upon a strange face.
The aged lines and gray whiskers,
Have crept upon me.
Where is the young man,
Who was so full of life and love?
The strong man with a passion,
That could move mountains.
Twenty years of heartache and loneliness,
Had taken there toll on my soul.
Too much time, Wasted, on negativity,
Wallowing in self pity.
I never thought I was good enough,
For anyone or anything.
But I know, now, that I am worthy,
Of love and to be loved.
For the mistake that was made,
Was not of my doing,
But I carried it like a dead weight,
Removing myself from the world.
I have broken the chains that bind me,
And set my spirit free.
There is nothing I can't do,
And I will tear down any obstacle,
That stands in my way.
Look out world,
For the man that was supposed to be,
Is back,
To fulfill his destiny!!
17 NOVEMBER 2015, 10:54 PM
I stare at myself in the mirror,
And look upon a strange face.
The aged lines and gray whiskers,
Have crept upon me.
Where is the young man,
Who was so full of life and love?
The strong man with a passion,
That could move mountains.
Twenty years of heartache and loneliness,
Had taken there toll on my soul.
Too much time, Wasted, on negativity,
Wallowing in self pity.
I never thought I was good enough,
For anyone or anything.
But I know, now, that I am worthy,
Of love and to be loved.
For the mistake that was made,
Was not of my doing,
But I carried it like a dead weight,
Removing myself from the world.
I have broken the chains that bind me,
And set my spirit free.
There is nothing I can't do,
And I will tear down any obstacle,
That stands in my way.
Look out world,
For the man that was supposed to be,
Is back,
To fulfill his destiny!!
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