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Ronald Shultz Poem
verse 1-Pulling at my skin, some how I resist the sin, no matter the depth in the temptation, pushing in the pull, we all live with one regret, living in the button that enables a reset,
chorus- you make me want more,
i don't care if i'm poor,
you will never watch me walk out that door,
this is my trains last stop,
you make my world beautiful
verse 2- peeling off my scabs just to reopen wounds,
regretting the pain and making me appreciate everything in you,
if you ask any questions you will get the undigested truth.
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Copyright © Ronald Shultz | Year Posted 2017
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