Victory Never Ends QuicklyA Poem by CutiePie97The sweet smell of victory takes over as I search of wholeness in my body. For I have finally become all of me and there was nothing to be rid of my existence now, I have taken the final tow of my known life. Somehow, it still felt unusual to be in such a predicament, but yet, I have never felt stronger in my entire being. All things must end, good and bad, but it truly matters of how we react to them, for we can be our own worst enemy or the lover of thy self. © 2014 CutiePie97 |
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Added on March 17, 2014 Last Updated on March 17, 2014 AuthorCutiePie97ILAboutI'm 15, A Sophomore at my local high school, and I love to try new things cc; more..Writing
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