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Presence
Poems
May 2014
Trapped
Stuck, with no way out
I try to run but she keeps catching up
Lost in confusion,
Is all an illusion
Collar bones, hip bones
Dry skin, light headaches
A week heart and cold hands
This euphoria has to end !
Tick, tock is time to eat
Food torments me on my dreams
A lost soul a life, walking death but alive
Winning battle, losing battle
Pushing forward, pushing backwards
Close to blade, an yet still so far
A decision I must make, it torments me every day
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Presence
Cambridge
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