Leaving a Mark
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When you find yourself falling, the poems will hasten your demise
When you find yourself rising, the poems will cut your ability to fly
When you find yourself laughing, the poems will stop it with gruesome lullabies
However,
When you find yourself beside sorrow, the poems will sooth and empathize.
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