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Aug 20
You only wound so many times
Then you die, or you fight back
I'm learning on this journey
vague morals are my guide

Inside the broken hour glass
I can look as I please
Time stands still
Then moves forward with ease

Don't give up your future for me
I'm a broken for sure
Sweep up the pieces please
then leave them by the door

Have you ever lost everything?
Or are you missing some toys?
To play with, then to discard
Ready to pick up when board

It's good I don't feel
It's good I don't cry
This broken component
Can never lie
Gregg
Written by
Gregg  Burnley
(Burnley)   
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