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Jul 2016
There are three words
That I'll never say
Let it eat me alive
Each and every day
I'll still show I care
In my very own way
But in the end
We both won't stay
At a coming time
I'll go my own way
I promise you this
It will be okay
Let's remember us
Till our last day
Yet you will not hear
What I hide each day
Are these three words
I will never say.
Trying to get back into it. Been away so long. So much stress going on I really need this. This is what keeps me at ease.
Christopher A Patrick
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Christopher A Patrick  27/M/Fort Lauderdale, Florida
(27/M/Fort Lauderdale, Florida)   
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