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If you had millions
Would your words have more value?
Would they change more minds?
Wasn't meant to be
That expression bothers me
Leaves nothing open
It relies too much on fate
And with that I don't agree.
He kissed a girl hi.
Now she is waving goodbye,
to her ******* guy.
I write to feel life
And all of its nuances
Then I embrace them.
All bad decisions.
Take a toll on mind and soul.
You dig your own hole.
I cannot withstand
Another crack in my heart
It will break in two
Just to get a "like"
People will risk life and limb
Famous for being famous
Not just another her or him
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