"What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger."
You never realize just how many ways there are to die
until someone has said this phrase to you in the thick of a crisis
Sometimes in order to gain that strength, parts of us have to die
Ignorance, freedom, ideals, dreams
We are not the people we used to be
Parts of us die and fall off like skin
Even the cells in our bodies are constantly dying
to make room for stronger cells
A thicker hide to face the things that kill us.
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