The Greatest

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Another day
Less rage
It's okay
I shall reach that stage

Dreamed back and forth
Done achievements
And some unreachable goals
But they have their own treatments

I've always longed
the freedom for whom I fought
Didn't once truly think
About the consequences
Capable of making me sink

Down the road
All alone
Needing an aid
From an unknown

Bitter mockeries
It's time to stop
Like waiting for a sweet red apple
To drop

Pretending to fight
Standing in the dark
Absolutely no light
It's time to show
My true depressing form
Walking so slow
To that bright shining storm

Worrying about sovereignty
Is no more
Crushed an enemy
Wanting to push me to an empty waterless shore

I'm free to be the greatest
I'm alive
Even though I'm faded
Once I arrive

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By : F.K. (Me~)
Created : 10/09/16

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