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Nov 9
Through my life I’ve gathered stones
I wear them round my neck
The burden of weight gets heavier
When my shadow reflects
I’m not complaining
I don’t shed tears
For I strung those stones throughout the years
Thinking how when I was young
Collecting stones just for fun
But how I’ve grown to realise
The wrong choices and words can chastise
I look around but cannot see
Other people just like me
You see
Everyone must have the same
Some more some less but we all have shame
I wait for the rain to erode them away
But doing so they seem to stay
So I guess someday maybe one day
I’ll loose a few
But not all of them
For I deserve to wear my stones
Reminding me of wrongful tones
So here we are with past regrets
Little stones that never forget
Sin
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Sin
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   ImosyrroS and Jeremy Betts
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