you can't

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you cannot see the brokenness inside me 

because, you've never seen the scars on the sky, 

you've never seen the tears of a flowing river, 

you've never felt the pain, 

held  by a tree while dropping its flowers 

then how could you see my scars 

how could you feel my pain

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