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Apr 2016
A Flower
Will
Droop
Be In
The Shadows
Of Despair
At Times
Even Make
Despairful
Mistakes
But If
Someone
Were To
Change
Bring
Itself
Water
And Food
And Grow
From
Negativity
And
Shape
Into
Something
Postive
That Is
Me
I Was
Not
Born
Like
A God
I Am
Born
With
A Root
In
The Ground
I Am
Person
With
A Crack
In
My ***;
No One
Is Perfect
I Sure
As Hell
Wasn't Born
Like
Yesterday
I Hope
To Be
A Better
Someone
Tomorrow
Even It
Means
******* Up
Not
Every
Relationship,
Friendship,
Is Perfect
But The
Inperfection
We Look
Past
Makes Us
Greater
If We
CAN
Look Past
Each
Other
Faults
We Sure
As Hell
Can
Ride
In The
End
For
The Heart
Of Cupid's
Arrow
Is Sparked
By
Trust,
Faults,
Support,
Forgiveness,
A Bond
That Cannot
Be Broken
Until
The End
Even
In The
End,
We All
Die
But
Our Spirits
That We
Leave
In People's
Heart
DON'T
Fade
Away
They Do,
But
A Lighter
Is
A Spark
Is Always
There
Never Gone
Live
Is
A Hell
Of A
Run
From Where
We Have
Gone
Sorry
For
The Mistakes
I Look
At My
Shadows
That Reflect
The Moon
And Wonder
What
Are My
Faults?
What Do
See
In The
Flower
In My
Emotional
Point Of
View
~Paris Styron~
Paris Styron Luke
Written by
Paris Styron Luke  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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