Life is an explicable labyrinth,
Molded since the day we were born,
Tangled with destiny and despair,
Yet a journey far to be held.
A victim,
That's what i am,
Stupefied by the vagueness of life,
And shrouded by melancholy.
But there's a combatant in me,
That strives in every twist of life,
With only memories to hold on to,
And love to guide my soul.
I will once again rise,
From the ashes like the phoenix,
And face life as a true warrior,
Battling myself up to the zenith.
bY ShArInAh iBrAhIm....
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