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Jan 2012
Everything you’re not,

I’m going to strive to be.

What you did before,

I now can finally see.

Helped no one then,

helps no one now.

You appear heartless,

I always ask how.

You have a good heart,

what a painful waste.

Your mind constantly filling,

with thoughts of distaste.

So much potential,

Just thrown away.

I will always be here,

To help you on that fateful day.

The day when you see,

The person you can be.

Not the boy you are now,

selfish and mind running free.

Until then:

Everything you’re not,

I’m going to strive to be.

What you did before,

I now can finally see.
Anamarie
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   JLB
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