Category : Poems

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Trapped in a sunken place with dwindling hope of correcting my past mistakes like my health delays or my reckless ways thinking I won’t die today or the thought money will always come my way 
Why do past mistakes dictate my current state I don’t know but starting today my mistakes will be the start of something great I hope you do the same and don’t let your tomorrow’s and today’s be defined by your mistakes