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Feb 2019
There are many words
To describe my blue
Kinda thing I don't understand

Dreaming of unbearable
I am a boy going through the desolation cables
Fighting things I can't forget
Searching for the things I can not get

Down on an anxiety road
All strung out on a heavy load
Towards the end of times
Full of stuff that doesn't rhyme

Blue moon chases me
While I am dreaming of a single heartbeat
In a drowning city heat
Slowly turning into midnight sea
Eric
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Eric  28/M/South of Nowhere
(28/M/South of Nowhere)   
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