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Feb 2017
My heart is tired of holding on
To things that cannot be
These broken dreams I’ve long held to
Bring only misery
My hope has been my downfall
My persistence, my demise
‘Til I find the self I once knew
Now no longer recognized

No stranger to such heartache
Yet, a stranger I’ve become
I’ve battled so long with my mind
It’s left me quite undone
The strength I once possessed
Has left me weak and paralyzed
Afraid to try for anything
Myself I now despise

I fall in love too deeply
Such has now become a curse
Consumed by hellish loneliness
Reflected in each verse
In all the love I have to give
I’ve none to give myself
A self-condemning irony
Both in and of itself

Yet, even in my downfall
How my heart desires to fly
To rise above my sufferance
To find the strength to try
But sometimes letting go
Is just as hard as holding on
When both see fit to break my heart
In sleepless nights so long
Diary of the ****** - Chapter 2
Diary of the Damned
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Diary of the Damned  Stanford, Kentucky
(Stanford, Kentucky)   
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   mickey finn
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