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Aug 23
Saturday morning bored as hell
Head is spinning but you can't tell
Body is aching you'd think I fell
Yet all I did was swim
A decision made in a whim
Wanting to **** life's fright
Only to drown, never seeing the light.

It felt nice for a while
Like I could hop on for a drive
Or take a stroll into the night
Only that I fell on my side
Helpless and energy deprived
You can see the pain in my eyes
Like Vito when he cried
But no Sonny had met the sun
It was just Johnny and all his fun
Full on the mouth, shots out the gun
Sprayed to the tummy, the work was done.

But this wasn't all new
And it was never a dream
Yet I can't tell if its all true
Or again was it a dream
All I could tell was I was perched
And I quenched the thirst
Swam to the bottom
A black hole, never to return
Waiganjo
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Waiganjo  20/M/Kenya
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