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not good enough.
don’t deserve love.
wrath from above,
fits me like a glove.
cuts me like a knife,
truth like a lie
that buries its blade
without a reply.
for there is none,
not one to give,
for a son of hell
with no reason to live.
-m.p. 07/15/2015
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so much emotion- so deep and true- I hope you find your peace- I will think of you 🙂
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Thank you for saying that, I appreciate it.
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Your welcome – no need to thank me though . It’s true
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