Dear God, I have chosen my pride and silence for the world
and my tears for you. I have nowhere else to go. I beg you to end my struggle
or end me. This hurt is now unbearable.
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8 years ago
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- br|sh
- a person who wastes his God-given talents is a donkey. I have three talents, to read people, to dance, to love. and I am wasting none.
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