Poetry

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I wake up every day,
And it's all around me.
Anger,
Hatred,
Disillusionment...
Broken families,
Fragile lives,
Shattered dreams...
People dying..in my age group,
From my High School.
Yet all we do,
Is cling to our anger.
Fester our hatred,
And be haunted by the past,
And how life has not gone,
The way we would have liked it to...
We all have our crosses to bear,
A past we need to leave behind.
Demons we need to bury...
But that will only happen,
When we let go,
Admit our brokenness,
Surrender it all,
And give everything up to the One,
Who can make us whole again...

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