trouble

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trouble has followed me 

weakened me, entrapped me, wounded and crippled me

 darkening my every step, watching my every move

 why must you do this?

 is it my actions, my mindset, the way I look or display myself?

trouble is my enemy but it may be the reason for my existence 


hi 

I'm having a rubbish day which is why I'm not writing a big bye 

STAY WARM AND DRINK HOT CHOCOLATE 

BYE MY LOVES 


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