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I learned at a young age to never love, but hate
Not to trust another, to take control of fate.
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on Oct 27 12:54 PM 2005. In Spiritual, Hope
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He filled that pot full of love and grace,
But the outside God’s hand you can trace.
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God’s Word I fluently recited;
By heart adept in scripture.
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on Jan 22 4:25 PM 2006. In Spiritual
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I’ve lien among the pots, I’ve done my dirty deedsMy soul did slowly rot while I swore Satan’s creed.I got down and dirty, a
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on Jan 22 4:35 PM 2006. In Spiritual
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My look was rigid, I wore mostly black,
I, evil, putrid; cutting no one slack.
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first poem ever written by me...
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