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I was looking at a graveSo I don’t have to be a slaveNo one can sense or heal my painI was crying, was it easy for youTo give me up like thatSay that I am a disgrace?I wish I could erase My past, present, and futureI question if I gave enoughI wanted to fly high but I was tiedWith thoughts that never went byShatter me as you did,But I will not give up not to you at leastBecause like Ashe said,"It's alright to make mistakes."It's a lesson, for my own sake.