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I ask for forgiveness for my sins, I fuck up when I get high again. Living in this tapered hut, plastic tarps spread about with rope. Overbearing heat then thunderclouds, I crash! 60 seconds ... -my body shuts down ... What is this that makes me be? Where is she? How can you silently proceed forth? - with no remorse? I write about you but what about me? I have my pain, (self doubts) ... and shame! who am I to blame? Searching ... only blackness and faces with no names. Pen stroke by flashlight, chemically induced wide awake. The rain falls now off tree leaves. She tells me to close my eyes and believe! Searching now for an outlet, to deplete of all said flaws ...