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Burdens

Burdened down by mere thoughts,
Left alone and distraught.
Truths burned onto your heart
Covering you in scars
That will never heal.
Fall apart and feel despair
When no one else is there
To help you up off the ground.
Work, struggle, cry aloud,
As you get back to your feet.
But instead of living by lies
Live by the pain inside.
And one day you’ll wake
To a heart void of hate,
Even if you never find peace.

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