July 19, 2012
The things I based my life upon,
These are the things that will never be gone.

Tested months and months upon end
To prove to myself they are not pretend.

Two lefts and a right -- now I'm back on track.
Running straight forward, I pick up the slack.

Making promises to never be broken,
Concealing my heart in the words unspoken.

This is the life I have chosen to live.
Free from the anger that made my knees give.

I climbed the tallest wall
Which made for a greater fall.

But I am sure it happens
Just to the strongest of us all.

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