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Jan 2011
It’s just I and I
Judging myself
One eye from
Here on out

A landscape of
My lies
In tropic cascade
Invading you for
My own pleasure

Ending badly was
Brushing upon I
I foreseen the outcome
Confused, frightened, shitless, ******* nervous,
All and all I ****** up
Ironically I knew
What I was planning
From time to come

You truly care and I didn’t
I apologize for the agony and hardships
I’ve brought upon you

This cloud will
Linger on and on to time

I’m sorry.
Justin Grabenschroer
Written by
Justin Grabenschroer  31/M/Omaha, NE.
(31/M/Omaha, NE.)   
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