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Jul 2018
I’ve stared into the flame too long,
saw that which lit the darkness
and seen the darkness overcome.
I’ve been on the verge of death
and living a seemingly full life
for far too long.
It’s not that I’ve always gone away,
but that I’ve forgotten how to stay.
I lost some pieces somewhere and I can’t seem to figure out where they’ve gone.

The dark times have been, are, and seem to be here to stay.

I’m praying I make it through this one.
Eric W
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Eric W  31/M
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