Heart is so far away, like a long distance call,
Fresh out of standing, plenty left for the fall.
Pureness of a child, soul lost like gold,
Heart of the broken, attitude of the bold.
Tied in the laces of life, knotted in defeat,
Get off the bus to recovery, liable to lose your seat.
Materials we live our lives around, the meaning comes to light,
As we take off that earthly mask, reality comes to sight.
Life is like a poker game, accepting the hand we're dealt,
Put our focus on our life, and work on inner self.
Our life is like a moving box, reads fragile on the side,
We let all the air out, and take the bumpy ride.
Live our months day by day, self will on the rise,
As we walk up those steps, the top a huge surprise.
Addiction is a seeking demon, that will kick you with the boot,
Remember all the problems here, it started with the root. Kw-Vp
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