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Dec 2013
I came, I saw, but I couldn't conquer.
These tidal waves of animosity are pulling me under.

There's a storm in the sky just overhead.
It's painting my entire life a dark shade of red.
There's no turning back now, and I will not forget.
My destruction was inspired by broken amends.

I can apologize a thousand times but it won't right my wrongs.
I'm struggling to find the place in which I belong.
Enjoy.
Andrew Durst
Written by
Andrew Durst  Tarentum, PA.
(Tarentum, PA.)   
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