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Dec 2018
Its the dusk of a life
one belittled in strife
A man broken and alone
his heart turned to stone,
He can never understand
the constant reprimand
Maybe its time to stop
the devils now on top,
Such is the way of man
all it takes is a fan
A gentle breeze
to make us freeze,
To have us fall
without a stall
At the devils discretion
comes my constant depression,
Failures taking shape
with no way to escape
Just an attack
as I fade into black,
What more can I do
What else can I say?
I'm ready to fade away
Cause the world's now grey
and I don't wanna stay
Written by
Ifeanyi Ndolo  22/M/Largo
(22/M/Largo)   
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     Rosmarie Correa, Gods1son, Khoisan and Rich Hues
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