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Apr 2015
Into the darkness I have ran
To hide my sins from the things I have done

They say God keeps track of my sins
How does Satin tally them

I personally have lost track
But in this week alone, I have many sins

I think about confession, but I know no prayers
Am I condemned to hell because of this

I have played with fire all my life
I now must burn in the fiery pits of hell

I often wonder if I will be
provided with special accommodations
DC raw love
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DC raw love  Alexandria
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