To many days gone wasting by,
to many devotions rotting time.
Devoted to him, to her.
Devotedness everywhere making me stir.
Things are happening my love is strongest.
Pulling me which way and that.
Devotion to Ashley, Devotion to cutting, Devotion to writing.
To many days have gone by wasting time.
Mainly Devotion to be apart of this cruel powerful world.
Thriving to seem important, when people tell you your nothing.
A little task, a little deed, makes it all seem,
Important.
That is my real devotion, that is my real conquest, that is the ultimite deed.
TO survive.
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