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My skin used to be an armor and as courageous as I seemed it was all just this facade that made sleep make me feel like I could be redeemed.   But I was lost and I wasn't me.  
  Boom! Crash! Snap. "We can't protect the fallen. We can't relieve the screeching Even if we try."   Trembling and weak
Stayed up and studied all night, third week in a row. Patiently waiting for my test grade, athough i already know. Straigth A student since grade school, Nobody's better than me 
Education is the key Learn, discover, explore and play So that you can be who you want to be   Education is a privilege Not everyone has the chance Just look at a third world village  
Poems are hard but writting is easy. So this all might sound a little bit cheesy. That doesn't mean that this is funny. I can write a poem when it comes to money. My pockets are empty, My loans get declined
Old and wise Has loved and lost To help he tries Any, at any cost Old and wise Still needs love Searches the skies Carried on the wings of the dove
Forgive me father for I have sinned Repent both for the friend and foe See the sorrow, the agony Sought to aid the misfortunate Diminished by bureaucracy So fists to cuffs, the guns appear
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