I am not perfect nor pristine
I have made my share of mistakes
I have had my moments of pride
I have fought ruthlessly
Yet lost many endearing wars
I have been a coward
Yet fearsome as a tiger
I have faltered a hundred times
I have dared to play the devil
I have made bad decisions
I have walked through spitting fire
And quenched my feet in ice cold seas
I still love the one I left
And the one who left me
I still wear the wounds of yesterday
I still bear an armour for today
I know the pages of life are far from over
I know I have more to write with every flip
I know life is short
I have improved And learned to sustain
I am not a prodigy but I won’t repeat the same
I will keep learning until my pages are done
I wont let the darkness conceive, Until I ride up my days
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