The sins of the past
Have caught up at last
To haunt me again
To make my world spin
I am sorry for all I have done
I have fought this battle
Until I have won
As for the sins of my past
I hope they can be destroyed at last
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Roses are red Violets are blue It's been a long day Time to snooze Blanket wrapped warm Soft pillow beneath your head Holding a stuf...
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