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shåi
Poems
Feb 2015
( )
i am
on my death bed
waiting for to all stop
waiting for this memory called life just to end
my spiritual drug
has already seeped into me
its already too late
im paralyzed
everything gets hazy
minute by minute
all these faces
so many dark figures
could it be someone that i know?
its the unknown
i have become afraid of it
i try to run
but it is only a lost cause
im only dead
i have drifted on the parallels
universes of the raging seas
of my mind
its too late
to leave
i have entered and
there is no end
the fantasies of words
and the never-ending
breaths between syllables
its far too late
love is gone
love is not real
all lies.
(b.d.s.)
tru bae
#love
#death
#drug
#spiritual
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