im searching for something,
something Ive never found,
a piece of a clue,
leading me to were i need to be now,
i rest my life with fate,
finding it hard to trust,
so i open a book,
the BIBLE,
hoping god is someone i can trust,
if thus fails,
i turn to the darkness for some pain,
for pain is all Ive ever known,
so its easy to cope,
mind set on evil deeds,
but my hearts set on greatness,
confessions of my life is,
to hard for anyone's embracing,
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