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Jan 2022
One am
They take off
I’m turning away
The heavy withdrawal
Feeling down in the dumps
Like unfulfilled waste
The night eclipsed me
So, I wait in this dingy place
Tears scratch
Facile but still holding on
Heavy hearted & completely deserted
I'm a Blue downcast
On a somber cold night
Weeping & strolling home slow,
Teardrops gush & drench the alleyway,
Deaf & hot-headed,
Unalarmed of the time & place,
So delicate & vulnerable,
Unsafe & unstable,
Fanatically out in the open,
I’m so dim & run-down,
So, buried & exposed,
I'm waiting for a train,
But it doesn't come,
I'm waiting for someone,
But they are never coming.
Chapter One: Confessions Of Aggression
Confessions of Aggression
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