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Apr 2017
When anger takes over and rage ensues,
my world is engulfed in shades of blue.

I can't keep track of the pace of my breathing,
my vision blurs,
my chest is heaving.

The more I try, the pain is deeper;
the corner of my eye, creeps the grim reaper

"I promise you death," he says with a smile,
part of me welcomes it, but fears like a child.

Then reality takes over,
I'm left in shambles; confused and colder.

Is there any peace I will find,
when I'm a prisoner in my own mind?
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   L Seagull
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