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by Irby   Apr 12, 2011


A lost cause
without a thought
losing his mind
within his art

control his wind
breathing in
letting go
of his unforgivable sin

Fooling himself
saying everything is fine
hes knows hes lieing
but does it waste time?

forgiveness is for god to give
i don't believe in god
so who is supposed to forgive him?

confused adolescence
with nothing to bare
mind scrambled
thoughts are rare

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