I love you mom. I wish there was a word to describe my appreciation. But there’s not a word to compare To my feelings that are really there. I also want to thank you Not just from a son but…
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Feeding the voids i once fed with drugs, sins, and lusts, i found the one to really trust. and in my confinement, God showed me not to take life for granted this is a temporary assignment. see i come from…
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Hate
It’s a strong word, but some of these feelings are absurd. i’m confused… was it not what i believed? was it a phony plan conceived ? to just use me? if so i hate you … so much have to…