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Hidden beanth a fake image


Hidden beanth a fake image. Amongst the darkest shadow that clings on to this figment of life Never allowing anyone to see The true me Because of the pass that once Hold me so tight and didn't want to let go. Within lies and scandals that That once was the drug to my life. Bitter and disgusted to a world That showed me the unwanted. And me so easily to excpet the darkest shadows without the beauty of honesty. Blistered and yellow within the fever of the evil things that came Within mind. Not careing if death was beside me. Kneeling down to a glass pipe instead of praying to the lord to save me. Enjoying the scars that was hurting within my soul. Not wanting to let go. Because I thought that i always deserve to be within misery. Because as i have learned a sinner should always be punish. Not realizing that i was just a character child within a book of life . Learning a lesson of becoming who i really had to be within the world that surrounded my own story. But one day the light bulb turned on within my soul and gave me a second chances to a better living.. So i grasp on to it and didn't let go of the ride of my life. And know I became a Inspire blessing within poetry and a new life Without prescription for drugs or a evil thought.
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