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May 2015
Pages of my mind once torn, sellotaped together,
A mind now mended, frayed within thoughts.

Ink is my plaster, my stresses now released
Upon empty white spaces they now sleep.

Mended with each word that's released, I'm  
A man of my word, always a friend when in need.

Family is everything, manners mean just as much,
3, 2, 1 little smiles opening hearts of all they touch.

My life is many tales of darkened moments, but in
Their is more moments that shined peace in light.
[Some of my life was not all roses but I grew through it stronger than I was before and my life is so much better now]
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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