We loos hope when we think that its the end .... but in reality its never the case ...its never the end until we say so ...
Its never done until we give up ..
Only then there's no nead to feel sorry cuz u let go ....then its too late ...
No one can bring u up but u ... no one can feel what u feel
No one knows what u know .
No one can do what u can ...
U survived the possible ... reached the impossible. ..
Concurred opsticales ..
Not for the world but for u ...
To be who u r ...
To reach the place u deserve. .
So Why u give up now ....
U r special and u know it ...
No one can bring u down unless u let them ...
And no one can defeat u but u ...
So return to the game ...
Doesn't matter if u loose a match cuz real winners were looser befor ....
U should know that the ends are always beautiful. ...if its not so than its not the ENDOk
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Poetryتخالجنا احيانا افكار واحاسيس لا نود اخراجها الا بالكتابة .... فعذرا على الاحرف الطفولية والكلمات الشقيه .... معذرة على الجمل العاشقة والعبارات الحزينة على الأسطر المتفائلة والفواصل الغامضة فكلماتي ليست مرآة كاتبة منمقة ... بل لغريبة أعطيت قلما