The tables have turned. My soul is not burned. I'm not angery. Faded has my hate. I have a new fate. I love someone. I cry at the hands of none. To hell with anger. I am better. I have come to be something good. I won't have to shed any blood. My anger slowly faded. Broken and degrated. I love my world. I see things new and old. My heart is still alive. I can start to strive. Finally did something right for myself. I put all my sadness on my shelf. My anger has already faded.
Reason for writing:
i started thinking of the good in my life.
Birth sign: Pisces
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