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Mar 2015
release me from my demons, take away the pain. I'm done hurting myself, and my foes. I'm tired of being shackled, iv brought this on myself. the dark shadow that follows me, my self conscious all the wrong doings I've done. how can I forgive others when I can't forgive myself? why must I feel so low are doing nothing wrong? when does a good man become a bad man? this is many little bad things or one big bad thing? Or is it just something he was born to do? I'm tired of lying awake in my bed asking these questions. my brain won't settle down it knows too much, hopefully when I'm done punishing myself I will be absolved of my so called "sins". although I have yet to lay in bed with another *****, I still feel *****, unclean, I'm beginning to fall for another but how could I even think someone would fall for such a disgrace as myself? she looks at me and lights up like I'm the best thing on feet, my words are perfect, my intentions are good, but when I look into a mirror all I see is a broken old man in tattered slave clothes with nothing to offer anyone. if she only knew how I looked at her, the pedestal I've created, she wouldn't look at me the same she would probably walk away like everyone else. so I ask again so politely release me from my demons, please release me from myself.
kyle Shirley
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kyle Shirley  25/M/Kalamazoo
(25/M/Kalamazoo)   
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