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Saigen-naku

Published: Mar 22, 2012

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"Smile Through the Pain"

Can you see it? I am happy-I am alive
Can you see it? The scars of a thousand words
I am still going
Still fighting
Still hoping
I have been brought down
been beaten
Been bullied
But for some reason the one thing I am sure I can do
Is smile
Through the tears, through the agony
Is smile
Because one thing is real
And I am no longer letting YOU take it away from me

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Hey everyone. Well I decided since I really look up to this person as a artist I right a poem in honor of her works. (well one of them in particular.)

This piece is what I based it on:

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I was highly influenced by this piece and I had to make this. Hopefully you enjoy this, and also check out her works I find them to be very beautiful.

Enjoy, all feedback is welcome. ^3^

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menotmyselfori

May 3, 2012

Bravo.
It's an amazing poem, and I love the meaning behind it. Nice job translating from the original to this, and it still retains a flicker of hope.
Nice job!

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