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No Pressure.

Pressure?
No, no pressure.
Maybe the urge inside wasn't strong enough.
I guess i gave up too easily.
The take of insanity it just kept building....
To know you are with another man... it kills me.
Physically, Emotionally, and Spiritually.

Pressure?
No, no pressure.
How can life be lived when my heart is no longer mine.
How can i feel when my soul is no longer their.
I am hollow. I am the One.
I have bled on the cross. I am my fathers son.
It is time to be known that I have finally come.

Pressure?
No, no pressure.
Just plenty of souls for me to devour.
Enjoy your lifes. My wife has been taken from me.
Now it is time for all to pay.
In the words of the Entity.
Bells are ringing. The trumpets are sounding.
Are you sure you are ready?
No pressure.

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Tony Taylor

Hi George!!.....my heart dropped into my stomach brother!!.......stunning, heartfelt, write on lost Love!!......supported by perfect formatting and exceptional timing.........absolutely blew me away!!.......wish I could give you more than five stars........absolutely brilliantly depressing truth.........LOVED it!!.........well done ..........and I pray this isn't true..........     5*s      FAV...........smiles..........T  xx

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