Of that, I fear, that I can only grieve.
When they tell me everything is meant to be broken,
I feel as if they were truly broken themselves.
With all their griefs, they never could emerge from that abyss,
even if they had wanted to.
It seems that every person has been bound by shackles at one point in life,
but there are some few who find providence to break them.
We are all pulled down by chains,
both you and me,
but few find the truth that can break them loose and set them free.
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PoetryHere's to the readers, To the dreamers, The child within To the heartbreakers And the risktakers To those that try something new Here's to the lonely The forgotten, The one who doesn't know what to do with themselves To the one searching for somethi...
