As I glance back at my life
I see the truths of action
And the promises made of deceit
Today I am molding my heart
Into whom I used to be
Using a substance similar to concrete
Knowing now what I should have back then
This is the last mistake I’ll make
Before I face my inevitable defeat
Take the lessons from the broken
That the world will do nothing but shatter
A heart before life is complete
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