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Was dead inside

But now found light

Was laying down

Now stands to fight

Was beaten down

Now starts to rise

Was looking down

Now face to the skies

Was all but gone

Life toward the end

Was once alone

Now with a friend

Was giving up

But not just yet

Was trying to

But I won't forget

Reviews

[ANTO]

Your style is familiar to me now SP - I like how you've made it your own. This is good and deserves a title.
Well penned. The final stanza exhibits a learning curve - what use is forgetting when we can learn from those and move on?

[Death's Poet]

Thank you so much Anto :)

[Abilash Uttama]

Well that what makes us fighter, standing up each time we fall and as a fan of batman
"why do we fall?
So that we can learn to pick ourselves up"
nice poem:)

[Death's Poet]

I am also a huge batman fan!!! :) SO glad you liked it