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A walk through the thorns
A walk through the thorns being beaten and scorned thinking back on it now, Wow! how I am floored. In plain sight she hides her full intentions, for when we are alone she puts me on suspension. This black heart she wears all through my life, causing friction and division, one full of strife. Now she makes a friend one just as evil, together they could take anyone back to a time, that would be called medieval. I do not remember my life before I was nine, just flashes of time none that are happy or mine. I still manage to push through it, no matter hard time’s get, when the memories come I just try to forget.
Written by, Rob Casteel
