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Jun 2020
Poisons brewed
inside my head's playgrounds
numbed the entirety
of my flesh
gossiping voices
from my consciousness
envelopes me
in a heavy cloth
of suffering,
gasping for air
in a forest
filled with trees
drowning on land,
trains on halt
though fuel burns
in messy flames
batteries drained
while the switch is off
a tired soul
caused by a forever
running mind.
Overthinking is exhausting
Marlon
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