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I think of how
to mend the whole
that was made by
all the people
I thought were friends.
I want to cry
but the tears wont come.
Ive dried my eyes,
for the last time.
I know the day
will come when
I cant hold up
ill break again.
pour out my soul
I dont care when,
but until then,
Im Holding Strong
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