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The creation of me
I am the offspring of an in breeding of misery an pain
Often fed misleading answers should be clinically insane
Twice artillery left me bleeding reasoning couldnt explain
Married to life its cheating I dont even complain
I am not without fear
I still say what no one wants to hear
To God Im striving to be near
They cut sampsons hair so in return I tear
I am not without fault
Wont contain my thoughts
Have created my own enormous rocks
That became stumbling blocks
I am not without strength
I press an issue with no bench
Mentally turn screws no wrench
Attempts to defecate with no stench
I am not without love
Get high off compassion like a drug
The cost of this passion only a hug
Just trying to meet the one above
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