I reached out my hand
It was a hand of help
But maybe you were to blind
Or just too stubborn to see
And you did your own way
But that was flawed philosophy
Damaged by life and all that had been happening
And I can surely relate to that
But you either get strong or get weak and then crack
You chose the latter way and now your life’s all over now
Your cards have been folded please leave the table
Leave and just walk away, find your strength
And find away to get back up again find
And faway to your self belief and headspace
in order to be powerful once again.
fauxcroft 
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