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Sep 2019
I fall into a pool full of liqour and in it am drunk drown
Intricates me,though not to death.
Can't call for help,
My feet stuck between the corals underneath,
And I learn to coexist rather than fight back.
To breath life inside it and I embrace it.
Like a speeding train I cant jump off
Like a tik tok time bomb I already stepped on,
I burn from withing
Poetry ice cold for my resentment.
Benton 254
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Benton 254  20/M/Kenya
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