The Fact Poem by A Solitary Vagabound

The Fact



The strings of life seem strained,
All efforts seem to go in vain,
I've been in so much pain,
that I can't even explain,
Every shot seems to miss,
Feels like I'm falling down an abyss,
But I know in the end there will be light,
and I'll again have a life,
There is so much pain to take
and so much life to give,
But I know, someday I'll live...

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