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Aug 2014
Oh how often I feel to Speak
Those words
That set me free
The Truth seems so Right
But My God
It Feels like
I'm about to Loose Sight
I get that
Tempoarary moment
When I feel to set it straight
This confessiing
But it feels
A little bit to late
So ill play my part
As I once vowed
Ill be silent
But still silent for now
For when
My Day
Would once more arrive
I will set
Myself free
Of all lies and deciet
I will sit
Beside you
And there and then
I will
I must
I have to
I need to
I can't deny
Nor even delay
To break
The silence
And take the pain away.
Lazlo Mehl
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Lazlo Mehl  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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