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May 2014
I'm tired of living
I wish I could hibernate
My body is wary
My mind is wary
I wish I had a turn off
Or reset button

Wll
Life is hard
Like concrete bricks
Concrete bricks which I need
To build my future
But somehow
When it's halfway
The building collapses
Try to pick them up again
Place them one by one
And then
Sit down and rethink another plan

I should let go
Of my good guy tendencies
It gets you nowhere
Maybe I should change my ways
And be a villain
Cause' that black dot
Is consuming me
Consuming my soul
Until my mind, body and spirit
Are in a black hole
Chuma Komani
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