
Somewhere deep inside
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Sometimes I feel like death might be best,
I’m tired of taking God’s test,
Sometimes I do my best to pass god's test,
Sometimes it feels like I’m never going to win,
So why not commit the ultimate sin,
And let the devil win,
I was a child scorned since the day I was born,
Maybe I was destined to dwell in hell,
I was cursed at birth,
As a child I was molested,
As a child I was neglect,
Later I found myself at the bottom of the bottle,
After all these years these demons still reside,
Somewhere deep inside,
A place where the light hides.
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Yvonne Knight
I'm trying to find a place for my writing.
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