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Mar 2020
I don't got time for these poisonous thoughts

I'm not gonna sit here looking at all I could've bought

There's lives on the line

I don't have time to smell the pines

Why do I keep wasting my time  on everything that I know is evil

You see my mind, you know just what you could reveal

The darkness tries so hard to conceal

I'm so sick of this sinful meal

Oh God, please change this heart

My sin is just ripping it apart
Caleb John
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Caleb John  17/M/The Wind
(17/M/The Wind)   
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