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Get up!

I know the feeling
Of strength brought but never able to surface
Of two eyes believing the fantasy that is reality
And never finding the last pice to your broken heart
And suicide being your only last option...

But you're young and you're strong
Bench pressing the planet
All the foolish talk about quitting
You can just can it
A sight for sore life
From your eyes left and right
Your opportunities grow
As long as the skys night
Its not over
Pick yourself up and give it one more try
Do it one more time
Your story is just beginning
Write one more line
Survive to hear a clock's one more chime
Life's lemons can go suck it
Squeeze one more lime
And after its all set and done
Against all odds and you emerge whole
You will then become one
Of one more kind!

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