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Nov 2010
Life *****, and then you die
Your heart breaks and so you cry
You pick it up, and it's painfully tough
You can put a smile on, but it's never enough
Just live each day like it's your last
Don't look back, not to the past
Chin up, life is hard and it's cold
But you've been dealt your hand you cannot fold
You tell yourself it's nothing you lack,
That sometimes the love is just gone
And it doesn't come back
this is an original poem by Kit Lynn, if you use it for any reason without letting the author know, legal action will be taken.
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