Suffocating On Thee Inside Comments

The pain, my tears, my fears, I felt the boy the man who drowns in  sand. I need a hand to pull me out,  the boy, the man who cries with a shout.Aloud to hear thee echoes of pain, trapped in time the boy who lives inside the man. Trying to cope and stay a float,
  but feel myself  withering away in to my deep polluted thoughts of what happen to me as child on yesterday. Being in the present of the folks who caused the hurt, and people sitting and  faking like you have no idea why they left the church.!
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