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DEDICATION

Life is about choices,
Some are horrible, some are perfect,Some are ABOUT to
Choose between life and death
You had anything that takes
To be a completely woman…….
He didn’t left you because you are
Selfish, the history that you both hand
Indeed it had become an obstacle,
He was a great joy in your life, yet

That now turned to be a huge
Pain in your back some kind of life can
Make you hate to live
It can make you hate to trust, there in
No need to blame yourself
You are the best as you
Can see the failure has escaped, because he couldn’t catch the heat,

But this is about to bring peace
To your mind and also your heart,
You wear the great dream
Of all mans, but you choose
To be with one who where
Not worth it, remember that this didn’t
Change anything
But the kind of life that you lived,
You still have what it take to be
Who you wanted to be all along

Time has passed, too many opportunities
You missed, everyone can see you wasted
Your time for nothing,
Your heart is sour……… but you have let him go, You can’t help something that is
Helpless, all you can do is to
Use that potential to mend the
Brocken heart,

Failures cry all day…. night that
They had been left behind, yet those who
Are wise enough cry to find a way
To forget about the past and
Continue with their journey
You will always be the best
Of your past!

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