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His Breath Gets Short And His Chest Gets Tight.
 Innocense is like nothing else.
When it's taken away from you, you won't forget it.
I'm sorry that my past haunts me,
and that I cry out for help in ways that are devient.
So many wounds are left to haunt me.
So many lies. Too much trust.
Though they have all been forgiven,
nothing will take them back.
They have left a scar on my heart.
A scar that never heals. Never.
"I hope you think of what you did,
and I how hope to God he was worth it."
Dear God,
please forgive my sins.
Dear boys that fill my heart with melodys,
I will shake your hand someday,
look into those eyes,
and say to myself, "we all have changed."
Dear love of my life,
I'm sorry that my past sucks.
Sealed with a kiss,
<33 PrimeOdd
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