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Dear sweet broken you,

Life's like an hourglass glued to the table,
But everyone knew your life was unstable.
Unconciously tricking your own true self,
I would have tried to save you myself.
Words that haunt your clouded mind,
You all but left me far behind.
Only get one shot, which you blew.
Took that jump, and you flew.
Now your gone and what is left?
The broken body of someone I met.

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Life's like an hourglass glued to the table - 2 a.m - Anna Nalick
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  • Allyson.Lashae.
    July 14

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    Wow this is good, I love the length and the rhyming. Great take on the prompt as well Thanks for entering and good luck in the contest