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1d
Your stomach in knots
A relentless force
Consumed with these thoughts
That keep on playing over
You sway back and forth
Your face it contorts
Interpret obscene
Oblivious I seem
It never will end
Look at who I am
I have no more pride
I ditched my ride
I'm useless
It happened so quick
It makes me feel sick
A sheer heart attack
I guess I got my wish
I don’t recall what the “inspiration” was for this
Written by
Courtney Jurena  37/F/Panama City, FL
(37/F/Panama City, FL)   
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   Ghost
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