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May 2016
Moving slow through the corridor
Saw some guy with a random *****
Excuse me I mean human being
Unknown to my seeing
Continuing my way to an unknown location
Mind wide open, eyes forged in gold
I see the truth
It lies all around me
How did I end up in this party?
How did I arrive?
Did I fly in on a Pegasus?
Perhaps on a griffin, flying through the skies
These people, I do not know them
I sense their pain, being drowned in drugs and alcohol
But this technique shall not show results
A waste of time
They waste their lives
Once having dreams and goals
Now only caring about the next unholy event to show up too
Never amounting to anything, remaining stuck
In this purgatory we remain
I was once a person with aspirations
But now I lie in here with the other rejects
Suffering is my only destination
Kyle Janisch
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Kyle Janisch  27/M
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