You Never Know

Part of each painful story,
Written with ink called pain.
It's the family you never came home to.
The efforts which made you cry.
The love which somehow faded.
The memories which you yearned to have.
The summer job which brought agony every day.
The countless yelling and fights which seemed never ending.
However, getting through it all leaves a beginning mark called success.

by Safiyyah Manjra

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