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I am.......


I am broken 

For many of my years there were many tears

tears of great fear tears caused by my peers

I saw an ending near 

I grabbed the gun with no fear 

Life's supposed to be fun 

I was done 

my life flashed by 

then I heard a voice 

"Put the gun down and run"

now im that voice

saying you have a choice

no need to fear

Happiness  is near 

All the tears caused by all your peers 

The years and years of all your tears

this poem shall steer to the help that is near

 

 

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