Poetry

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We all seem to seek out certain things,
just for that little happiness we hope it brings.
But alas to often nothing but a cheap thrill we get,
and soon enough the regret and shame begin to set.
So then we are left worse then the start,
with a troubled mind and a confused heart.
It is a cycle that seems to never end,
and to flee the pain our morals and values again we bend.
But it gets harder to hold back the tears,
as the sorrows grow over the years.
So when is it time to stop being a foolish child,
acting crazy and little wild.
Are you so lost and in despair,
that even for yourself you nolonger care.
But life was not given to as you please,
and I hope before more damage is done this your heart sees.

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