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To whom I'd owe


 

It all began with a deep breath, inhale pain exhale stress....I know deep down in my heart I didnt want or believe to lose her because in my heart I'm God's child so radiantly blessed...all I ever wanted was to own a heart and in exchange ill give them mine...I would preciously take care of it as if it were made of glass I'd polish it with my love to a beautiful gloss it would shine...each night I would dream of a place to which no pain was felt neither was sorrow...but in regret i'd awake to a brilliantly harsh yesterday's tomorrow....alone became destined only because I thought it would be....each road I'd travel down became a dead end left for me to wander aimlessly....this journey is becoming tiresome and if God spares me future life its only the start.....I can only ask God for not a lighter load but a stronger back , also a stainless steel impervious heart...
 
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