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Jan 2019
I find my place
With the fear you will not forgive
the harms I caused you
I will always regret that night
fatigued and consumed
my eternal sentence
will pass down
the great judge
traps me in this prison
the deep of my loneliness
There are you are.
Be sure to read it both ways. ;)
Written by
Stephen S
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