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See me Rise

Never judge me by my fall 

For today I may be in my lows 

But no one knows

what tomorrow has in store

 

It's not matter 

How many times I fall 

What matters is 

How many times I do rise 

 

There's always one thing more 

I keep hoping for from God 

Some days it's love, others it's faith 

What matters is, I never gave up Hope 

 

You have seen me fall over and over again 

Few saw me rise but it didn't stay that way 

I'm still striving and struggling for 

To keep my rise permanently in place 

 

What I'm wishing for isn't anything big 

It's just freedom from the darkness I've always lived 

From people who pretend to be my everything 

While in their hearts they are happy to see me falling 

 

The ones who are there praying for me 

Anxiously waiting for good things to be 

They are the ones I'd always in my heart keep 

For they are my reason to Rise after each falling

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