fredrick thrasher


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I am no one,
yet my coming was fortold.
I am the forgotton one'
yet I want to be remembered.
The world hears my thoughts,
so I want to exert control
to submit.
Then a tear falls from the sky.
I take in pain to hide my pride,
then twist it around and make pain my bride.
Christ lied.

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