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tearless

heat came
and left me tearless
then people raged like storms
running right through me
dragging me
left me scarred
devastated
after the storm cleaned out
i was a mess
and i still am
heat still comes
storms still rage
and i still have scars
they display my strength
and will to clean up
iím no longer tearless
thereís no drought
and iím learning to be proud
without you
but with them
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