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Feb 2017
Methinks it's time I laid this to rest
And put my pain to passed
But still the anguish of my distress
Was elongated for being outcast
For in Love I have no dignity
And in Love I have no control
Just know the words that slighted you
Came from insecure and troubled soul
Confined to affliction of self-inflicted doom
I have no option but to beg in prayer
Weaving at my spirit's loom
To patch up, fix, repair
    Methinks it's time I laid this to rest
    And try once more to be my best
Megan Sherman
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