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Jun 2017
Its unnatural
Running my body into the ground
Fleeting eye sight
Too loud of sound

****** eardrums, ignoring the feel
Washing my clothes
Chasing her appeal
Withering body

Dry and decay
I can sleep another day
Pushing myself every ounce I own
Failure to launch
I am all alone
Written by
Maria Violet
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