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stand
I hold my heart in my hands
I sweeze it out with rubs bands
I stand until I can not stand no more
I let the blood drip stains out of my pores.
an heavy heart with weigh down hands
an broken man with no legs to stands
an angel with broken wings
an singer whose lost their voice to sing
living in a world that I cannot stand
every pretty girl that looks at wrinkles that encircles their hands
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It will be fun to see how your poetry evolves. Keep at it! You rock! Do not become, "an angel with no voice to sing." Sing poet :D
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