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Aug 2017
Who am I ?
Why do i try?
Some day's I feel hopeless, like I just wanna die.
This isn't my ending so I continue to keep on pretending until I can find my true self.
I am stuck in their shoes till I dig down deep for these clues.
I am Buried with pain, my mind is in a constant strain, but knowing myself is worth all of the gain.
I feel my destiny that requires the absolute best of me, but when will I truly know?
My time is ticking and I'm losing my glow.
I'm tired and the distress is starting to show.
Please give me some guidance and lead me to my fate.
Steady my mind and strengthen my state, because my heart rules every decision that I choose to make.
The holy grail contains his holy blood, that has bled for all of thee.
His blood is our blood that flows through both of you and me.
Owen C Swenson
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Owen C Swenson  32/M/Minnesota
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