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Mar 2019
I'm out of luck enough
To be in love with you
Down so far below
That an overdose would help me to
Open up whats been closed
Since I hung the sign out front
That read  Permanently Closed
Due to temporarily being overdosed
Far from here...I came near
The last hope I needed
First and foremost
That final frontier
All in and out of luck
Floating off  ... a derelict
At the height of my lowest at most fear
All because I injected
The reality of what sanity
Can do to the imagination
By accepting the check
Put in the box on the application
That managed to rewind
Those memories that remind
The thoughts thought retired
And now under arrest
For accepting and subjecting
Ourselves to....
The laws of gravity
Keith W Fletcher
Written by
Keith W Fletcher  63/M/Oklahoma
(63/M/Oklahoma)   
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