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Jul 2016
Drowning
But can't
Won't
Fight the current,
Let myself sink
To the bottom,
Hold my breath
Until I either surrender
Or come up,
But I won't give up
And I can't figure out why,
What's the prize?
High price
To pay,
For the light of day
To shine,
Breath in
Can't stop
To choke,
Laugh hard
Even if I don't know
What is the joke,
There is no reward
For this pain...

APAD16 - 005 © okpoet
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
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