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Apr 2
I pray everyday for things to be the same
I cried 1000 tear drops my pain rains
I remember begging down on my knees
Submitting all of my sins,
Just to have another bad day
I cried every night from my parent's fights
I had to pick sides, deep down I knew it wasn't right
Right next to me is a teddy bear and a knife
Do I Hug the pain away or make a ****** sacrifice
I prayed everyday for things to go back like how it was
But change often fades, into falling for blind love
Confiding you're deepest Treasures inside of a broken chest
Delusion replaces confusion you think you're at your best
I pray I could change my personality,
So I wouldn't live to end up as a casualty
The brash nature of a stereotype,
Subconsciously giving into blasphemy
I pray that I don't make the same mistakes
That pushed this cycle to motion in the first place
I pray that there's a God that's listening
As I load this Glock, father im about to sin.
This poem is a look into the mind of a gang-member as he prays to his God
Aiden Donvino Prins
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Aiden Donvino Prins
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