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Fallen tears, broken hearts
Bad ends, horrible starts
Day's warmth, night's cold
Broken pieces I thought were gold
Friends left, enemies made
Sun sets, life fades
But I'm still here
Being haunted by myself
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Just a small excerpt from the poem. Please read!!!
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