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Broken Record

by Amanda Burchfield
The flowers fall from beneath my skin
I cannot account for who I've been
Sin and hate and love and glory
It has been a tragic story
But today is the day I start anew
Upon my petals form morning dew
I throw away what I had been
There are now new flowers beneath my skin.

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