Winter

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Shattered and broken I lay,
Thinking about the difficult day,
When I find I'm not strong in the way,
You're not what I saw that day,
You hurt me in a way I've never been hurt before,
I thought you would open a new door,
I will be the same no more.

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Sorry they are so short. At I get older they get longer and have more meaning.

Also, if you don't already know who he is, David Bowden is and amazing spoken word poet! I've loved his work since I was 11. Look him up!

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