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Dec 2013
Eating comfort food
watching the box
Sitting on my sofa
in my ****** and socks

Down below I get an itch
scratching away with my hand
Not enough energy to stand

Crumbs all around
A strange smell in the air
I no longer know why I don't care

I've given up
you finally won
there is no future
I'M DONE
Craig Harrison
Written by
Craig Harrison  England
(England)   
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