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 Sep 2019 Janal Rajput
The Vault
The lie slipped off my tongue like poison
And into the tea to my loved ones
It hurt my chest
My breath coming fast
But I couldn't help but lie
to make everything alright
Push my problems under the carpet
And pretend it is all fine
I am alright
I promise
Another lie
Slipping out of my cheeks
 Sep 2019 Janal Rajput
Edward
I have poured out my tears, so I understand .
The hurting needs healed so very desperately.
That they have turn to the bottle or drugs here.
To take away the overwhelming pain they have.
I have been there myself in California to be exact.
When a woman that I cared about rejected me.
But still the Good Lord delivered me later from it.
He was trying to reach out to me through it all.
So yes I can feel your pain and am praying for you.
To be delivered of it and then healed of it too.

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