Poem 11, Life

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    No one said life would be fun,
And sometimes we're just done.
We're just tired of getting hurt,
Tired of crying,
Tired of constant pain,
Tired of trying.
Just let it rain...
Tired of the mistakes,
And so tired of the heart aches.
But pain doesn't last forever,
But for a moment, it's the worst lain ever.
But it's those who are strong,
And makeup for their wrong,
Who can brush off their shoulders, and carry on.

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