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May 2021
Hope swirls round and round the holes in my head.
Heart pulses poundΒ Β pound as I roll in my bed.

What do I live for? What do I die for?
Do I want more? What would it be for?

Just trying to close my eyes but I'm in the deep end again
Just trying to lose my sighs but I'm depressed and its a drain

I'm golden and jaded a dreaded choker round the neck
Rhymes sodden, faded, and overstated what a wreck

Maybe feign my death just close my eyes and finally rest
A baby cryin for breath so sΓΆzel; lies sandy easily infest

Every nook of life filled with uncomfortable grains
The ground shook as I lied with comfortable pains
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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