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Our Inner Battle

I gathered arrows In the battlefield Of broken Dreams Poisoned tips That once brought out Voiceless screams. Blackened hearts That put forth Salty streams. The world Empty and Torn at the seams. But still I stand, Full of discouraged It seems. As I gathered arrows In the battlefield Of broken dreams. This poem is dedicated to everyone who are battling their inner war. We have different struggles within ourselves. Keep strong! We will end this fight together. God has a plan for you. Just trust him.

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