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Aug 2019
Draw out the bitterness and depression,
forgive me for making myself a *****, God,
I never meant to hate You or Your Bride,
This is poisoning my soul,
Deprived of Your free love,
You can have the pain,
the regrets,
to make me the best I am,
for You.
//on faith//
Jack Jenkins
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Jack Jenkins  28/M/Washington State
(28/M/Washington State)   
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