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Sep 2017
Flatten to the brink ,
Clogging the mind followed by pain.
Do you see that black ,
Drab depleted soul
******* twisting clawing .
Fighting more fierce than you,
Never to become the rapture .
Of  what could be!!
Failure of forgotten potential
Lost

Where did I lose it, was it
Taken as a youth,
Lost in a wise word,
Procured by jealousy
Observed in a wink
If I knew I would be king
But I am forever  
Drained

You wouldn't understand me
It found you not by mistake but
Observation . Tendencies to deflect
True tranquility of self
To manifest of a true true beings
Corrupted
Jake
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Jake  37/M
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