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Dec 2015
The words
escape me
leaving me
wrapped in turmoil
reeking of defeat, and
bitter with anger.
mad at myself,
believing in failure,
Humbled led by the moment
left terrified of reality.
My heart
filled with craters the size
of disasters
mixed in
with disappointment.
Reminiscent of moments
like this.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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