LiftedA Poem by Khalab DarnellYou can't reach for anything new if your hands are full of yesterdays trash -Louise SmithFrom the depths of life, And the Bowels of society...... I rise. Not from ashes but from dust, By a power within all of us. I Rise. Too the highest mountain and the tallest tree, All whom have fallen will envy me. Not for what I have, But for what i have accomplished. Yea i know your astonished, A 180 turn that brought my up from the marsh pits. So applaud me, Don't disregard me. Because I'm lifted to a new Level, No help from the devil. So much control it makes me tremble, Yet my importance in the world is something similar to a thimble. No need for intro, I'm giving you a window. Of opportunity, To get lifted. Grab hold cause you don't want to miss this
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Added on April 11, 2013 Last Updated on April 17, 2013 AuthorKhalab Darnellpensacola, FLAboutNot much of a writer anymore, but i'll try to get back in the swing of things. more..Writing
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