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Fry Aug 2020
One search away
I used to research for hours
Reading each label
Hoping one will have the answer
But now I have it
Clear skies
Everyone sound asleep
The blue swing I lay my head on
Staring at the stars
Taking them
One by one
Taking my last breath
Fry Aug 2020
One word
It scares most
I've always been welcome to it
They just are doing a job
That has to be done
I'm sorry I know it hurts
But all things come to an end
Fry Aug 2020
Closing my eyes
The orange bottle pops open
The capsules fill my mouth
But when I open my eyes the
Bottle is still closed
I never made it so
I could close my eyes for the last time
Fry Aug 2020
Baking
My favorite pass time
Silver toothpicks are all I use now
But it's never done
Liquid crimson spills out always
Fry Aug 2020
A ghost
A memory frozen in time
Projected for others to see
Maybe that's all I am
But why does it have to be
This moment
Stuck in repeat
Fry Aug 2020
The safe place where people go in there
Mind
My mind is full of cobwebs
there is no safe corner
Black Widows have taken over
I leave to the abyss
Filled with twinkling lights
Where no man can breathe
Where I feel truly at peace
Fry Aug 2020
Staring at the screen
Trying to tell if it's
Fiction
I've seen this film before
Did I play role in it?
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