New Beginning
It's a new beginning
At least I hope so.
I'm trying to change,
But I can't let go.
I feel like I'm dying
I just feel so low.
Low to the ground is the lion's approach
To that sweet juicy meat that it's trying to poach.
I feel like that meat,
All mangled and torn.
Eaten and ravaged
Ever since I was born.
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