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My Blood is hot like the summer sun sitting on this cliff edge this is where it began with bottle of pills and an knife As the water flow past below my feet I cried in defeat "Why is this happening to me" and as I said goodbye a voice came calling to me say "My dear do not worry for life is tough but you can win so please drop the knife" As I sit her now looking at the sea wondering what could of been if I do not hear my love calling for me to stay for today its nine years of those memories of my past that can no longer hurt me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 5/13/2017 9:13:00 AM
Those things that happen to us, they shape our lives, don't they? Memories are painful but yeah indeed, they cannot hurt, not anymore at least.
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Isaac Smith
Date: 5/16/2017 4:08:00 AM
Yeah totally they make us the people that we are and with our poetry we can open a wide space to show that we are all human

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