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happiness despite tragedy

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lovemyscars

Published: Apr 15, 2015

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You clipped your wings that gripped the heavens and the stars that are now far.
And now you're here, to wait to be saved, from a self created predicament.
You enslaved yourself with probabilities of self hate which replicate; becoming real.
And when disaster strikes, you grab a rope? No, you restore yourself.
Lucid dream and fly. Make your own wings and fly away.
To a place with everlasting dreams, where it's always feasible to succeed.

Mind over matter, the notion of happiness despite tragedy.
Success over failure. Trying over quitting.

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Something I wrote to deal with life. Writing helps me deal with things... lol. It keeps me sane.
What happened is I did something minor that I regret. Nothing big, just has to do with work. I was extremely upset and wrote this to let off steam.
This is like the 3rd time I have that first line in a poem. I love that line and it kind of warms up my mind. It's like an appetizer in the form of writing. lol