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Have I siezed my final thought? Have I not grown, not paid the cost? Why can't they see or validate my claims, have I really become this unordained? if I took you there, you be so scared, you'd run and hide, inside you'd cry until you'd found just whats behind. Is this really fear I feel or something else thats closing near? Into these depths I've crept and crept, I still can't see just what is left? What happened here, I thought I'd cleared, my mind was fine, now I've been undermined? To what do I owe this clever infraction, is there something I did to cause this attraction? Do I really deserve what my mind does to me? Am I really this evil inside this disease? Can I not be saved or taken away, has this pain I feel inside enslaved.. Who will care when I become unaware, will they all look away and pretend to pray as they hope for the best for an untimely death? Do they really see me for what I believe or can they only see need through what they've percieved? The loss of innocence is an inevitable gain,but if I could go back I'd stay just the same. To the ends of the earth I'd go just to find,just what was lost and left far behind. If only once I had this chance I'd humbly go back and let my soul be enhanced. I'd take with me all that I'd need to see right through what doesn't bleed. How could someone take from what your heart breaks then look at you, as if it were true, after all you'd been through ? If God is above, why can't he free me? Can he not see? Does he not want to believe? And Why would he allow, all that I've embowled, can't he just take away the part of my brain that won't leave me alone so I can somehow move on? WHy do I have to be this way, why is it me whose minds' estranged? If I WISHED this all away, would it go or should I PRAY? "Dear God just release me from this prison I keep, take it from me before it can see, that I'm barely here, nothing left but my fears, and left so ungaurded I'd only be easy target. What is it with me, that I can never just be so happy and free, so full of intrigue over lifes little things? Why do i still try to become so defined by lifes complications, seeking out to embrace them? Let me go...Let Me go... Let Me go......Let me go and be free, stay out of my soul for I'm all out of control, Its taken its toll as only older I grow. I guess its just me, I cannot escape it, when the one that is causing it is the only one who can take it.. Overuled by Guilt, empowered by danger, I look at me know and I'm becoming a stranger. I dont want to forget the real me thats inside, so swallowing my pride I ask God to guide. Take me back to the place where my heart was erased, give me back my conscience and restore my faith. Just please take away all that is so crazed and give back to me all of those forgotten days. I keep this on fire so I wont expire without someone to know that my mind has been blown and it wasn't just "nothing" that kept me in suffering. My mind is a place where I'm only disgraced, and living in here is so severe that I had to bring forth just what drives my force, let you see inside so one day you'd find, that I never had the answers, I never had a clue, Ive just been doing what I thought your supposed to.

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