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Two Generations MAG

By Anonymous

He'sstrict
Tough, like a hue of black
Tight reins
Barely getloose

Some freedom
Not enough
Trying to get close
But we pusheach other away

Black. Full of suffering and sorrow
Never leaving mealone
The mysterious way I carry myself
Is hard for him tounderstand

Complete darkness surrounds me
Irritating, sullen
Aburning fire in my soul
An empty feeling in my heart

Can't stand himoften
I love him dearly






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on May. 5 2016 at 9:49 pm
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