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| The Lump there's a growing lump stuck in my throat and i just want to cry but i just choke it down push it out of the way my only fear is that i will stray far from the vow i sent to heaven to not let that lump back up to thrust it back down into my vast soul is a trial i don't want repeated over again to save me again and living again is pointless that vow is broken and it comes back. the lump in my throat is back and now i cry for myself for my love for life lost the lump remains and i wonder why but to face my fears is like trying to fly the lump will stay not go away forever and ever and ever ~erika boal |
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