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Poems I wrote at 14 My eyes, they cry out tears
My heart, it pumps the blood.
My dreams, they've turned to fears
My brain, is drifting in the flood.
from all the choices in the world,
I've taken two wrong paths.
the first i did cause i was bored,
the second, well the aftermath.
there is no changing what i said,
nor the actions i had took.
now i lay here on my bed
feeling like a dreadful crook.
my lies they grew like burning fire,
causing pain to those i love.
Now walking as a labled liar,
wishing to Him above.
Wanting him to see me through,
for i am human, just like you.
