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Aug 2019
days and nights
of waiting

waiting for my
line to
flatten out

waiting for the
world to
stop spinning

longing for peace
of mind

longing for my
death free of
my own hands

longing for my restless soul to
finally rest

longing to get away from a world of
hatred and
******

please... ..

PLEASE!

do
not
resuscitate!
Written by
The Concrete Poet  M
(M)   
180
   Ben Palomino
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