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Jul 2013
Work up the tears
That I felt I deserved.
Slice away the pain,
Or **** just fine,
My greatest sins.

Why I am here
Is of those thoughts.
They scare me,
Yet another sin.

You might think
I'm crazy,
But the darkest sins
We're my desire,
But...

Family was important
At least I had thought so.
So many busy thoughts,
A penny too late.

Still I ran
away from temptation.

No one praised me for it,
At least from the other side.
Kaitlyn Ann Wells
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