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Lament

Find me, fix me, mend me, broken still
The words you gave me bruise tomorrow still
Maybe what you think ain’t meant to be
The world it works in ways you won’t believe

Life it seems to be a flowing stream
Never stopping, flowing as it please
Rules they make, so cut and dry
Even tho nobody sees eye to eye
 
Time may tell while eyes are sweltering
The mask you’ve grown to love is hell to me
Take me as I come or I won’t stay
Life is short and the world Is so damn big
Written by Lynxxey
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