Don't let it take over
You can't
Can't
It
It's is what makes me miserable
I can't take it
It's too much
It's too much stress
I can't hold it in
But I have to let it go
I need to let someone take hold of it
Put it in the hands of you father
Your father God
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PoesiaMy poems don't copy or steel! Hope you like these they come from the heart and boredom
