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Apr 2015
Keep me breathing
For a little more time
Before I fall into a state of shock
Barricade off the onslaught
Of people that want to disband me
Of this chance.

Tonight I'll note
The number of times
I've felt alone
Crushed by my own dependency.

The picture of good health
Walks the streets
She's mocking me
And I just stand here
Crumbling under the sun
Melting into the chewing gum
Laced pavements.

I'm a disaster
With peace trying to get into my system
But my body rejects
Anything that is good.

I'm a pessimist
Lowering myself into hell
I used to be an opportunist
Now I see too much blackness
To uncover the light.
Mark McConville
Written by
Mark McConville  Braidwood, Scotland.
(Braidwood, Scotland.)   
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