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Am I truly being led somewhere Or is this all in my head Forever shall I ponder this Until the day that I am dead So many things connecting To ..

Many months have passed And still I don't know What really has took place Things were shared Between us all Now masks are put upon the face ..

Nothing comes to mind I find that very odd Are these words from in our heads Or wisdom sent from God Who is really speaking Is it me or someone..

You say that I am sulking That you all are seeing this My heart, my mind, conflicted How is it something I can miss I thought that I was alright..

6 days until I am done On the 7th I shall rest I hold hope that things will turn out right I tried to do my best Perhaps one day I'll understand..

Destroy me I shall grow stronger I'm no puppet to your will Alive Here in this moment Embracing all that comes Gone But not forgotten ..

How can it be so wrong when it feels so right to me Don't I deserve the same I think I've earned the right to breathe Here I go again Perhaps one ..

Poetry is feeling But doesn't always rhyme Poetry is healing Kept in books, in film, in time Poetry is life Moments that both come and stay ..

All the moments just keep repeating Every single time that my heart is beating I'm always being told to ignore these feelings That it's the only wa..

I so the real you hiding behind the mask Always try to help out but you always relapsed And what do I get nothing but my regret Should have let you..