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Dec 2014
WHY HAVE I ALWAYS, BEEN OBESSED WITH ***

YET, NEVER WITH LOVE, TO MANY TIMES

THEY ALL WANTED LOVE, YET' I DID THE TIME

IS IT MY TIME, TO PAY FOR THIS CRIME

IT NOW HURTS ME INSIDE
I WAS A *******
THEY TOLD ME THIS OFTEN
YET, I WOULD ALWAYS LAUGH

BUT DEEP DOWN INSIDE
WAS IT FEAR OR REVENGE

THAT LIFE IS NOW OVER
AND IT IS NOW MY PAST

I KNOW HAVE TRUE MEANING
A MEANING WITH LOVE

ONE DAY I'LL FIND IT
AND IT WILL BE FILLED WITH LOVE
DC raw love
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DC raw love  Alexandria
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