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As Survivors

we made it out

By Forest GreenPublished 25 days ago 1 min read
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As Survivors
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There’s a place where we grow old

A place where we share the same road

We all made it happening to their surprise

It’s all strange how we opened their eyes

We all came from something

Wherever the water’s running

We only made it this far to see where we are

We crashed through the walls even though they weren't thin

We saw everything around us that turned out to be a sin

We went to many places saw different faces

From across the sea to deep in outer space

We rose from the ground got chased up and down

Given the throne to wear the crown

We walked across a stage and then a bridge

We worked on our own to find our niche

We reached ten feet higher survived the fire

And the storms which made us survivors

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Forest Green

Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy. I also appreciate tips, and would like my stories should be noticed.

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  • Mark Graham24 days ago

    That's all we can do is survive the best way we can looking on the bright side.

  • This was so optimistic! Loved your poem!

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