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Letter To the King

Please forgive me.. Sin still lives in me. It's killing me. This is gonna be the end of me. I could blame it on Adam,Satin,or the demons. Or maybe because I'm a human being. Excuses get old and have no meaning.. I would cut my veins but I'm scared of bleeding.. I would open my eyes but hell is what I'm seeing. I still can't believe I'm still breathing.. Staring at the ceiling, Wondering why I have these feelings-Mario Perez

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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