I've walked through hell twice,
Thrice I came out unscathed....
Then why must I..
Choose, always, the wrong path?
If the mere scent of danger...
Is enough to pull me in...
At this point I'm no stranger....
To the struggle within.
The turmoil I have inside,
Is mine, alone, to carry,
mistakes are taken in stride...
And Trust's at the cemetery......
Killing all good will in sight...
One action at a time
Sometimes out of spite,
Others for the sake of the crime...
How then can I wonder...
Why they all left...
As i sit here and ponder...
How i failed every test
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