19 | rise again

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rise again

Success seemed so far away
When I lost grip midway
Spiralling through failure I fell
Hitting rock bottom, I couldn't excel.

Picking up the pieces
Of what I once treasured
Now it's lost and forgotten
Losing is hard to endure.

But can't I rise again?
Mend the shattered, polish the rusted
Can't I fly again?
Success, once more, I'll breathe in.

The tide once swept me out
But I swam back to the shore
The sky turned dark overhead
I will light it up once more.

Jealous watchers pull me down
Defeat swirls all around
Out of such shackles I step
Triumph feels like a fresh breath.

I rose high once again
Mended the shattered, polished the rusted
I flew high once again
Failure and fall, I overcame
What were once broken wings
Are now patched with vivacious things.

— Manya

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