88: COMMITMENT

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I take in the pain
I let it rain
The poetries I write
Throughout just one single night
The pages I fill
From every memory, the inspiration I steal
I look at this peace, I look at these scars
Live to the dawn and dream with the stars
The metaphors I throw around, the words I weave
I make a connection,  in myself, I still believe
My heart is strong
The song of my heartbeat
Is made up of all this
Every moment has to give you something,  somehow
I sing my favourite melody
And in my shadows and soul, I find harmony
World is a graveyard,
I am the heaven,
I am what matters now.

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