Promises

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I come broken,

My heart is open,

For all to see,

But I'm still afraid to be me,

I'm not crying anymore,

Not on the outside like before,

I cry on the inside now,

But you can see it though I don't know how,

You helped me throught it all,

You pick me up when I fall,

You hold my heart in your hand,

With you I'll be in the Promised Land.

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