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Misbehaved

I am open to reality But as of yet I have not witnessed An ounce of concrete proof And believe me I searched If only for me With eyes wide open My soul laid bare Spent in search Desperately looking For an out Anything with which to return To carry worthy of a sermon And in this time On the temple mount I begged for a reason And upon the answer gave I swore to take and etch on my grave In death So to I become enslaved If I am deemed Misbehaved

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/23/2012 7:31:00 AM
Hummm..im in wonder now...what exactly do your eyes seek, out of reality? Life is a good feeling to seek and love...lol...so I guess I can be judged a little bit at the end with my misbehaving ways... Nice write..thank you..pd
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