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Feb 2013
A kid from a cradle
Thrown from an angry wave
Onto a  beach where
Sand cuts like glass
I guess thats my story

It didnt always hurt this bad
and believe when I say
all was not once this lost

But, somehow
Through all this accidental ignorance and bluff
Ive surrendered
Ive given in

My beloved,
I understand now
What it is to be beaten into the dark
and im through with hurt
Believe what is trully felt
and never abuse such feeling
For I am half alive still
But I am progress
I am again
I am all love
I am again...
Darrion Washington
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Darrion Washington  Pennsylvania
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