Hello steemians! here's a little poem to make you get up from your beds!

                                  I

That position of yours laying upon your bed

is what makes me think about your disgrace

another poor soul who always thinks

about another frustrating desicion to pick

                                II

Between suicide or self-recognizement

regarding to other people's harassment

she decides to slide as a card 

on a skillful fluent magicians hand

                               III

into utter darkness there she goes

falling slowly as snowflakes to the floor

what she still doesn't know is

oh! how happy I'm gonna make her feel

                               IV

When she knows that life is the only guilty

of her sadness as flying birds is

something natural that we just can't allow

life is only one as death awaits for me now

                                V

Rise from the ashes like the fenix!

make life fear of your presence!

take your happiness and spread it everywhere like fire!

life is only one and death can come for me like it desires!

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