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Oct 2019
Loneliness
A word I was given
People
The provider to isolation
Worth
The basis of frustration
Friend
It was the one thing
World
How Death likes to sing
Life
Friend lost but gave
Revenge
All that I crave
Worthless
I am afraid
Truth
What People said
Promise
Friend's scar I bear
Change
I must go there
Mistake
Can it be forgiven?
Nicholas Fonte
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Nicholas Fonte
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