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I know we may not be the same
And it might be hard for someone to see us in the same frame
But you are one of the few people I can call a friend
Because when I told you my problems you taught me how to mend my broken pieces back together
And showed me that I deserved better
And you showed me how to move on
So I was no longer a pawn in her game.
Now it's my turn to do the same
And show you that you deserve it all
And help you tear down the wall
That people have built to block your view
Of everything that is meant for you.
A poem that I will soon be performing.

— The End —