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Jun 2020
Time to put the pen away.
To take off the coat and unlace
those shoes that you will not use
anymore.

Time to lay down on the ground,
let the soft mud become
the bed you lay in resting
until you are fully numb.

No more running.
No more pretending
that the pain is ending
cause there is some meaning.

This is the chapter of my
repeated defeat
where I fall asleep
and no dreams keep me
breathing happily.

Time to retreat;
You all win.
This is the end
that you were pursuing
abusing those who
told the truth to you.

So, I give away my last
fast single finger salute,
one final ***** you to
all those who
made this world a little darker.

I got no more sparkle,
and I am just really ******* tired.
So, it is time for the dreamer in me
to finally retire
and take up video games.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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