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Revisit


He's young and strong Yet in his mind, he's old and weak He's tried so many times and waited very long For such a woman so strong, that she would never beg or beseech. They say that the nice guys finish last So far he's finding that to be true. His tears shed and pain felt from his past Has turned his aura to a pitch black hue. As he looks back he sighs, and confronts his emotions. Bite the bullet he says because these relationships didn't take a love potion. At the moment, he lets go, and betters himself. Because the way to heal his broken heart isn't luxury or wealth. The way to go is intrapersonal love and knowledge. And above all else God is the way to go as well as finishing college.
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