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Feb 2015
You've been ******* put down,
I can ******* understand.
You don't know when to turn around,
and walk through the fires.

You feel like going insane,
I have to tell you it's not that bad.
You want to run away,
and forget your crazy self.

I've tried the same thing,
it doesn't work out very well.
I've sacrificed my ******* soul,
and gone through ******* hell.

I couldn't forget the ******* pain,
I couldn't come to accept what I was.
There was only darkness in my life,
that even demons couldn't get in the way.

I touched a little of  heaven,
and could stand looking in the mirror.
I lost the attempt to control everything,
and life became more clear.

I gave up hell,
and walked away from negativity.
You have to find your own path,
but it's better than the way it was.
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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