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Nov 2023
I'm feeling like I could break before I have my breakthrough
Traversing through the grey of everyday is no way to,
get through
So then
tell me,
what do
I do?
An eerie silence the only thing coming through
But the silence of my darkness doesn't phase me, what scares me is the blue

©2023
Jeremy Betts
Written by
Jeremy Betts  42/M/Washington State
(42/M/Washington State)   
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