CRY
Cry for all we lost, all of our friends that failed to make it till now.
Cry for the times, we made bad choices, we failed because others did not give us good instructions.
Cry for the times we could have made a difference, but were afraid of repercussions.
Cry for the ones that never saw the light of day, for they were made to go away.
Life will make us cry, we will learn lessons, and some lessons will make us sigh.
We will need to carry on, and learn lessons, we will need to see the bigger picture, and remember that history will always remember the cries and sighs we had in our lives.
Our life will be our own, so cry and sigh, and love and forgive, and let out all the negative, so the positive will have room to grow within.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
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