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Apr 2011
I will smash this door open, I just need some space from this closed oven.
A place to finally breathe, and let go of all my skeletons.
A moment in time where nothing considers us its friend.
To be in there true essence, and know how I bless them.
To hold forever in my hands, and i say iam man.
Consumed in shadows, but already know iam saved.
To fight through pain, because Ive always had help in this game.
To see everyone as myself, and not to confuse hate and faith.
Heal this great well of doubt, for their minds are stained and funneled out.
Save them is all I ask, for I too was lost without a forecast.
I will make this journey, because there this no bed to lay me down.
Written by
James Tuohy
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