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lament for the broken
To be honest in a world full of
traitors
To let go of your inhibitions
To dream admist the broken
promises
To always fear the uncertain and
the hidden.

When the things surrounding
me as a mere whirlpool,
To be a survivor through the
multiple bruises and scars,
I still rise from my ashes
Going through a lifetime
of major crises and upheavals.

Pinning the tapestry of
betrayals and deceptions,
Creating a corset out of
my doomed heart breaks,
Knowing my fated courses
of trials and tribulations,
I was still a sapling awed of
standing tall.




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