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Feb 2020
sin
pray to God that my sins
are washed away
i don't feel okay a lot
sorrows sit at the bottom
of my stomach
well up when i touch
the sentiments of my soul
feeling whole is temporary
trying to thin up all of this
reeling

heaving cries,
my oh my
this life doesn't feel right
in my chest
i pray for easy breaths
by God's will
these hills
peaks and valleys
feel like they'll **** me

sin is customary to life
but i work towards the holy
but i don't know
why demons continue to roam me
feel like my body is sacred
terrain
they're breaking rules
through prayer daily
i ask them to refrain
i hope one day they'll see my pain
and go away

- negassie
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Written by
nathan  23/M/dallas, texas
(23/M/dallas, texas)   
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