Being Yourself
By: Devin Cade

Hard is the burden, tougher is the glaze.
What in itself beautiful,
better than the siren's blaze.

Burn in fortune, weaken in death.
Find forgotten pleasure in a temporary breath.

The minute has past and death has found a new.
Birthed in a silence, yet the "quiet" lies in you.

Have this your routine and be one with its glance.
Struggle to forget what is the poor man's dance.

Yet, when comes the sanity? 
What of your heartless flow?
Find freedom and crash, to let the better know.

Self knowing cannot find age, only the growing 
of heart.
Find ignorance in it's completion,
as the soul may find it's art.



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