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My heart is broken
Into tiny pieces and
No one can fix it.
A lake is formed from
The never-ending tears that
Fall from my wet eyes.
Tears fall to the ground -
A broken heart cries her eyes
Out but no one hears.
I hide away in
My secret place, and I will
Never come back out.
Is life more precious
Than death if all you feel is
Agonizing pain?
A single tear and
A single seed become a
Beautiful flower.
From success you gain
Little knowledge. From trials
You gain much wisdom.
These walls of steel will
Not hold me back because I
Am a free spirit.
Take my hand and I
Promise not to let go if
You promise the same.
A flower that blooms
Late is more beautiful than
An early bloomer.
A candle does not
Give light when it is daytime.
Hope is the same way.
A hand of friendship -
The greatest gift we can hope
To have in our lives.
