withdrawn
Consumed with all the thoughts My mind is where I live. Locked in deep, all I do is weep. Frustrated and confused, All I want to do is forgive, but blindly distracted and simply not amused. Screaming silently, longing to flee But I can't, there must be more to see. Begging and begging down on my knees, Please God please, take all this worry from me.
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