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Mar 2019
Through days eternal,
Memories fly past,
Lost among empty thoughts,
Clouding my mind like rain.

Drip, drop, these poisons won't stop,
Forevermore intoxicating my freedom.
Making me weaker until I can move no more,
Even a breath, or simple movement,
All require drawn strengthen,
Reserved deep within.

- Jay M
December 10th, 2018
Jay M
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Jay M  19/Gender Fluid/the void
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