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Mar 2018
I've seen
better days.
I've been
in better states.
Days without
inner decay.
Held together
by better bindings
than fading
splintered sanity.
I feel
the painful disconnect
from you;
steering clear
of what was
once ours.


I've lived
and died
while still alive
and doomed
to walk
this earth
a dead man.
Cluttered. Messy. I don't know what I've reduced myself into. This is all I can make for now.
Robin John Aranguiz
Written by
Robin John Aranguiz  18/M/Philippines
(18/M/Philippines)   
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