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[bodytext] => I look in the mirror to see me who I am But it is only when I dont look when I pretend I dont see is when I am truly revealed So close its like dividing bones and marrow Yet so far from anything that resembles a reflection When Im just living and reacting to everyone is when I am truly myself...right? Or is what nobody else sees, my heart the one who takes the beating of my actions who I really am. Or does that simple fight decide what I will become? I live for today and I fight for tomorrow and somewhere peace became a casualty. When every decision becomes a stand off what happened to second nature? When every action is a battle lost how can I say "thats just who I am"? Because what if it was I who lost. I know who I am in Christ. I know who I was in sin. But I never thought I would have to kill Me everyday. Or it would kill me everyday. No matter how many times I have to die or how many battles I will lose. I will never give up the hunger I have to love and do good. And thats who I am. A loser who will never stop fighting until I win. Because I am forgiven. And hell itself cant stop me because greater is He who is in me than he who is in the world! the only one who can stop me...is me [comments] => 2 [counter] => 172 [topic] => 21 [informant] => shizzle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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