No More.

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Flowers bloomed out of prickly summer scorch
Beauty amidst monstrosity
Positivity lies beneath each evil
Soft but tough and durable

My soul was ripped to shreds
But I still stand powerful
Life can throw rocks at me
I have long died anyway
I can kiss the pain hello
And still live

I'm alive but no more...

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