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Another poem i wrote i think it's a good one...Maybe not

A long winding road up ahead from us.
Stick with me and we can get out.
Hold my hand and trust me.
We will make it out of the dark and into the light.
We'll shoot for the stars that we try to reach everyday.
We'll make it out of bad times.
When we cross the bridge to happiness,
We'll see that the grass Is greener
We'll see happy faces.
And the sunshine up above us.
The gold and bright red flowers.
And the humming birds.
But baby, just stick to me
And we'll make it though
This is my promise
Have i ever lied to you?
Finally we reach the nice weather
With sweet warm smiles
And no dark clouds
Everyday is a new day
That we try to stick through
We'll make it.
I know we will.