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Feb 2014
The words, they leave my lips
and fall upon your ear
meant for good intention
yet they are misconstrued
never have i meant
to do you any wrong
only to help you understand
the pain that conquers me
but in turn the damage is done to you
all these thoughts inside my head
i cannot get them out
no words can describe them
locked behind closed doors
my mind at war with my heart
misconseption mixed with logic
scratches at my soul
leaving scars and bleeding wounds
some will never heal
James Riddle
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James Riddle  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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