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Aug 2016
A ****** descent.
To favor no gain.
To feign,
or favor fate.

My heart was full of hope,
And lust.

I fought,
For love in vain.

A fragile thing.
That thing of hope.
Forever I the fool.

And couraged through,
A loss of heart.

And found my answer plain.

So, be it so.

My choice
of fault.

Hear

as

I

Amend.



Stripped of guile.


Of

will
And wile.


And pray my heart to mend.
***** yoohoo,  I likes me, a good time.
Leay
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Leay
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