This poem was created years ago when given 3 words to create a poem with, can you guess which ones?
A better tomorrow
Everyday I pray for a better tomorrow because my anxiety is high and my anguish is harrow. I just have to stay strong no matter what, and fight through the tough times no if, ands, or buts. I believe God talks to me, he says a lot of fight has been shown and if you keep up the good work you will reclaim your throne. With that being said I will continue to fight, I will push through using all of my might. Imma continue to pray day and night because it’s only a matter of time before I reach that light. My life is dark now, but my future is bright. I refuse to be one of those guys that need money to borrow. I don’t want to live in regret or reap in sorrow, so instead I pray for a better tomorrow.
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