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 Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.

All I ever had
Imprisoned by the guilt born within me
Never to be free of my sins
I’ve been lost searching for a new beginning
But found only battles I never could win…
Now I know all the valleys I travelled
Were an escape from the world that I knew
And the mountains I sometimes would conquer
Would give my whole world a much better view…
But the guilt of all of my failures
Still haunt me every night
And the tears when my children are crying
My instincts tell me to fight…
But fight against who and what reason?
Sometimes the world is simply sad
And the trail of destruction behind me
Is maybe all I ever had?

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