The day I refused to fight,
I lost it already.
I lost the dignity of my soul,
lost the vision I gained before.
The day I refused to fight,
lost the dream I paced for,
lost the courage I gathered along.
The day I refused to fight,
I lost the right to shine,
lost the truth I struggled for.
The day I refused to fight,
I lost the victory earned.
I lost the real me,
lost the fighter flourishing within.
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Enwreathing Thoughts
PuisiThis book is a collection of poems drenched in enwreathing thoughts. Thoughts surrounding you, Thoughts surrounding me, Thoughts surrounding this huge sphere. Our little mind is always wrapped by some thoughts, some kind and some not so kind. Let yo...
