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Oct 2016
In the mist of a rainy fall morning the void has swallowed me whole again
tears stream down my face
My soul is bleeding and starving to death due to lack of faith
but a lonely demise awaits
I can't embrace my future while I'm still stuck in the past
self improvement is useless because I'll always be last
My smile is my headstone displaying happiness to the public while I continue to decay inside  out
lack of sleep
no will to eat
oh dear reaper
come sweep me off my feet
for I seek everlasting sleep
Simon Woodstock
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Simon Woodstock
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