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Jun 2016
For every sentence you found

That stole pieces of me

Blessed be

I'll cherish the pain

like a hot summer breeze

Blessed be

Until you see fit

And return them to me

Blessed be

If you never submit

In a lifetime or six

Blessed be

I'll be here contemplating

How I could become worthy

Blessed be
You deserve better, better than him, better than me, one day you'll see.
John B
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John B  28/M/Within The Omniverse
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