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Jun 2016
Hell can touch me
Wrap it's flames around me
Burn my ******* skin
Make me wish I was dead
But it can never cause the pain
That life has already done to me
Where do I go from here
Life really isn't clear
The direction I have taken *****
But it is the path I chose
Unfortunately

But it does get better
I don't have to stay stuck forever
I can choose to go down this road
Instead of staying on the one I am
Will it be easy
Not by a long shot
Though it will have purpose and meaning
Instead of the black hole I am feeling
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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