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Don't be defined
By what you don't want to be
For you were designed
To be more than you see.
 
Its hard to imagine as you
Search for understanding,
Fighting your battles seem
overwhelming And demanding.
 
Your stonger than you realize,
your not broken yet, stand up and be proud In your own mindset.
 
The addiction is your fascination,
A dead end, not a destination.
Rise up my child, your better than this you can
Fight this war with iron fists.
 
My son your not a statistic,
your my boy, Your far from a misfit,
We're standing right behind you,
Cheering you all the way thru.
We love you , your not alone,
Put the addiction in the gound its time to come home....
Written by Right2bwrong
Published | Edited 13th Mar 2020
Author's Note
I wrote this for my son, who at the time was struggling addiction .
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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