Lose faith,
again, and again,
like a cup spilt,
no more,
now empty,
fill it up,
again, enjoy a drink,
not one but two,
lose my faith,
the cup spills,
fill it back up,
again, and again,
this life seems,
empty, but yet,
i yearn for it to be full,
never enjoy,
willit always get destroyed,
let me enjoy my life,
fill it up, put on a lid,
seal in my joy,
let me enjoy,
this mind of mine,
is like a shiny new toy,
a hammer to be dropped on my toe,
frustrated with how it feels,
pick it up enjoy it again and again,
falls, hurts, again and again,
always misjudged,
thought upon to be,
something im not,
i lose my faith, again,
it goes away,
it comes back,
again and again.
i must remember,
its just the begginning far from the end,
i forget, again,
realize again and again...
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