Break

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  • Dedicated to Any one who hurts
                                    

We all break

Its doesn't matter if your

Strong or weak

We all see the right door

But it isn't always

What it seems

One is full of maybes

The other is full of means.

We all become broken

In different ways

Maybe its cuts taken

Made by days

Some hide days before they awaken

Awaken from the smoke

Its heavy with the lies

They smother and choke

It breaks all our ties

We all break

One at a time

We break

We make

And then we break again.

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