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Apr 2016
Its my strength
In weakness
Its my hope
My blind faith
When I couldn't find god
But I still had demons
Who chase me
From building to building
They ride with me in cars
And block my view of the stars
If and when I chance to look for stars
Its my soul
Obdurate
When my body is weak
But too hard
To let the hands that hold me
Leave marks
I was always meant to be alone
I wasn't made to love
And every time I cry for help
No one hears me

I wrote a beautiful song
And sent it your direction
Because I want my art to be lost
In the abyss

You say your always there
But you were never here
You say you're listening
I know that no one hears me
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
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