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Feb 2018
As to which my sense erase
My body does debase
With will and truth to face

My mass in leage with
Sense of flesh
desrire I debase

To rid the foul
Of my soul that
At Present holds me now

For Keen of heart to things I thought


I thought of Worthy cause

For Family gone and
Memory

caused my heart to pause

Why the gone
The life and shock
Of all I've ever known

For i the wretch
That's holds it grip
With pasts to ever long
If I could go back I would never make the mistakes I made. So now I'm stuck here.
Written by
Krison  35/M/Us
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