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dri witz
Poems
Jan 2016
Magic is Gone
Exhausted,
The world i knew
Ripped shredded and torn
From a weak grip
Mind twists, screaming
Cannot figure a reason or rhyme
Why something so pure so fine
Can no longer be mine
Chaotic like a hurricane,
Speeding up time
No time
Fly time
Bye time
Cannot control time
Can only climb
And climb and climb
But there is no summit to be seen.
No ultimate waiting
All i know is to fight time
And climb
Torn
Alone
I am sick
And suffering finally,
There's a name for it
What do they call it
Oh yes
Separation Anxiety
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dri witz
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