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Jul 2014
You wash your body to remove the guilt
You scrub and scrub but the stains are to deep
The regret is written and you’ve lost sight of who you are
They've seemed to forget the things you have done
Tumultuary we have all become
No more lies you must share the truth
I previse that good can come of you
Don't blame yourself my friend but this is life
Anon I promise you there will be no pain
Trust me and take my hand and you can be free once again
Patrick Charles Sites
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Patrick Charles Sites  26/M/Pittsburgh pa
(26/M/Pittsburgh pa)   
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