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Apr 2020
I cant seem to get out
of my own dark mind
My soul ripped to shreds
Whats there left to find

Falling down
This rabbit hole
A fox swallowed by hope
Falling down
Death awaits at the end of this hole
Like a fox with little to no hope

I cant seem to rise
Out of my dark thoughts
Leaving death at my own size
May the world as I know rot
William Lynn Sanders
Written by
William Lynn Sanders  23/M/Joplin, MO
(23/M/Joplin, MO)   
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