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Struggle is a juggle when you lose sight of what you are seeking Struggle is a juggle when hearts are pounding Struggle is a juggle when the carts are leaving Struggle is a juggle when you really don't know why things are happening It's like you did something real wrong Or you plucked the wrong string in your guitar and picked the wrong song Struggle is a juggle when you cry and someone asks why you don't try Struggle is a juggle when you look at everyone else and find them smiling Struggle is a juggle when you are alone It's like you are always finding an excuse to be all by yourself Or you talk to people who are not even there but you desperately just want them Struggle is a boat that sinks  Struggle is a fart that stinks Struggle is a tornado with no one but a broken tree that survived Struggle is a wave that doesn't wait for shells to just float on the surface Struggle is the pen that leaks ink Struggle is the den that is darker than minds can think Struggle is ...

Dawn

As he lit the match..
She stood right next to him..
Watching him smoke.
All that fire giving up..
While she began to choke.
The look wasn’t to quit..
Lifted her up finding somewhere to sit.
Fainted while her fingers trembled..
Gripping him tighter as he stumbled.
The only way she would live..
Was something beyond him to give.
Laying her on the bed..
Sat thinking through the misread.
Signs that granted..
Signs that wanted..
Talking barely..
Listening rarely..
All she ever did speak..
Made him weak.
Rushing outside..
Fumbled into his pocket..
Lit the match..
As his eyes met a close watch..
The smoke had gone..
In the blink of an eye..
A drop became heavy right at the brink..
He could see the dawn sink.
As it was nothing but her..
He couldn’t stop to think.

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