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Shark Tank
They tell me to hold on
But my grip is slowly slipping
Im dang
ling over the shark pool
But no one seems to care
I cry out for help
"Please, some one save me!"
But as tears stream my face
All I have is me
I am letting go now
I have nothing to hold on for
Like a spider incaged in a sticky web
I am stuck, with no hero
"Just try harder."
"Hold on longer."
"Grow up a little."pp-[l
It is all I ever hear
But my ears are bleeding
My lungs are collapsing
My heart is breaking
My life is a black hole
But some where inside
A voice beckons me
Convincing me not to give up
Because somebody loves me
So I pull myself up
Tell the skarks they rule me no more
For I am stronger now
Than I have ever been before
My deep painful scars
Fade to silver battle wounds
My heart stitched back together
With the thread of hope
I will not look back
Refuse to give in
To the demons inside
For they are nothing now
I have taught my self
That I am beautiful
I am strong
And a fighter
So for all of you
Who have a shark pool of your own
Let the sharks morph to gold fish
And know you are worth it
Never give up
Because somebody loves you
It took me a long time to learn this
And soon you will too
Stay strong little soldiers

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Writing this poem was very difficult, yet so simple. the words seemed to flow through me, but they were hard to confess. Every one is beautiful, never forget that.