I'm a fucking mess... But I've given myself this stress. My heart feels broken... But it's my fault for what I've spoken. My head spins... But I know I cannot fix my sins. My soul is confused... But I refuse to let myself be used. My eyes will cry... But my spirit will not wither and die. I know I could've done better... But at least I can say I tried.
Head Spinning
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Anonymously Hal 
I like your honest words. Nice poem. Sounds like a bad day. Just hope you know we all sin in our thoughts, our words or by what we do or do not do. You are not alone on that front and you are in a tough business. Hope you have a blessed day my new friend. Take good care of yourself and don’t be too hard on yourself. Love 💕 Joni
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Wow… Thank you for your kind words!! Truly appreciated right now. I’m working on myself.🙂 ❤️❤️❤️
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Trust me it is a life long road. Bless you. 💝💞
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