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May 2013
This life had left me so tired and old
I hate what I have become
The truth was in lies I bought and then sold
Now all I feel is the numb
I walked with the devil and didn't much care
So young I was playing the game
For whatever reason I chose not to share
Now all I have left is my name
In thinking about all that was lost
What was given to pay for the lie
Now I sit alone with the cost
Of chasing the need to stay high
Even as this dream gives way to despair
I feel I am coming undone
No longer fear the reaper's hard stare
No longer to blacken the sun
Peace comes with knowing endgame is near
Life begins severing ties
Keep faith with your god and you've nothing to fear
Just remember its colered in lies.          Hy
Henry Yarbrough
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Henry Yarbrough  texas
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