Just a Poem

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Nobody can change the past

Thats why they say there is a future

But how can there be a future when the past left you broken

What is the point in suffering in a living hell

People say it is alright to cry

But how am I to cry when when there are no more tears left

So if you are not yet broken

fly away

before they clip your wings

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