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Jan 2016
The beauty I see is distorted
I cannot explain why
The markings around this fence
Tells me to go in one direction
But I choose to jump over it
And go my separate way
How well does that work out?
Well, it brings heartache and pain
I think I know better
But what I know amounts to ****
It doesn't save me from the real world
I'm protected by what I write
But I'm not safe in how I do things
My actions are gaunged on how I feel
So I run with that
Instead of thinking about the consequences
How pathetic is that
I fight the demons inside
But fail so many countless times
Keeping them at bay
They win quite often
Should I be concerned about that?
Should I fall to my knees?
Many days the answer is yes
Cause I'm just a fool
Making things worse inside my head
Thinking I'm not a good farther
That my girl could do without me
But then she hugs me
And tells me daddy I love you
So my guilt is just the boogy man
And my perception about life *****
I need to follow direction
And keep my head in the clouds
Maybe I won't **** things up
And just maybe God can forgive a man like me
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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   Little Bear
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