I am one
In the depths of ones mental anguish one must long for life or die, to let go of any, all, everything alone I sit, I break, alone, I cry. when the soul is in danger of fading one can only feel the pressure rise as black thoughts cross ones mind is it ones fault, ones own life I despise? one sees a cross and can't help think forsaken I am, still, I try to believe he has turned his back, whether I repent given up on this lost and weary me. anger and hatred welled up in one another voice of reason soon undone this is the time one needs the most should I falter, should I fail, ghost.I am one
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- Michael87024
- ok, she came home for a "visit", but does that mean she is staying? Not likely....
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