When you rise from the odd
Make sure you justice the fall.
Make sure you come up brand new.
Make sure you are nothing like the old you.
You fell,
You stayed there
And gave yourself time.
It’s okay. Don’t worry.
Make sure it pains.
For it counts. It is worth.
You can cry.
Shed your fears.
But make sure you remember to climb.
When you rise from the dead.
Live nothing like before.
See beauty in everything.
And be someone to adore.
When you rise from the doom.
Make sure you love yourself,
This time.
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