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Nov 2015
I never gave gratitude a chance
Always selfish in my attempts
If you were in pain
I only thought of myself
And how I can be in pain too
I wanted your attention
I needed your affection
I craved after a compliment
When I didn't get it I felt sick
I never gave being thankful a fair hearing
Always after stuff to fill my soul
It didn't matter how you felt
I would make sense of it all
I would cry like a wolf
Make you believe me
All was lies to begin with
I never made any sense, really
Chasing after intangible things
Never giving your feelings a fair side
Hoping you wouldn't find me out
And change everything you felt about me

Oh, how selfish I have been
To you and your family
I have been rotten in so many ways
I don't think you can ever forgive
There are things about me
That the cosmos only knows
It would better to not to say
And try to have a grateful heart

Live our lives today
Like it needs to be lived
Being thankful for all we have
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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