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A sinners diary

Each night as I'm stuck in bed My eyes our sewed opened So I could relive all my sins I lay each one out on bulletin board In my mind Connecting each one to one another With simple red yarn Im trying to pinpoint the exact moment My life became filled with secret regrets Its suffocating me I want to speak up To tell some other living soul about All the bumps and bruises That is my life That is me But i cant So I lay with my dry eyes Unable to blink
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Sep 28, 2019
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Regret is tortuous

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