Take A Chance - Poem by brittany kislenger
Broken heart torn to peices, like shreded paper, or a broken resses, sewen back together by 100 little stitches, but still broken up inside like 100 mph pitches. So let it all out, it will make you feel better,
like after a long hard day of a doubble headder, so stop and think life gets better, it just takes time, so clear your head no need to dread.
As you go up to bat bottom of the 9th, down by one,
all i can tell you is just have fun. When you take your swing bases loaded, you sing your bat, the ball just floated, into the air, down to the seats, people rise to their feet. You won the game no more pain.
So never give up, there is always more to gain!
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