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When did I become a man
Was it when hollow bullets became full
Finding out friends, hardly last until the end
But when they do, it’s for forever
Was it after the first heart break
Or the second, maybe third
Yet some how I no longer want to forget
I want to remember every lesson of the heart
Feel every slice of the knife of love
Every smile again
Redemption comes in more than pills
Feel it in the splitting atom of life
Surviving the worst, taught me more than the easy days
Knowledge is power, write your book wisely
Ink dries, but never dies

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Beautiful and heart felt
Beautiful and heart felt

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