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Jul 2020
this heart beats, but i loathe it
along with this body that shouldn’t exist.
i long for something, but my mind resists,
even as a weariness embraces me.
a deadline that I cannot contend,
it chokes me of all of the living left.

i won’t forget that failed wish,
not until that failed breath.
the flow leaves much to be wanting.
Written by
Miles Graves  20/M/a decade that evaded me
(20/M/a decade that evaded me)   
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