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Nite Oct 2017
Choking, grasping for air
Crowded thoughts more than I can bear

Succour once promised by lips
While they hid knives that destroyed friendships

Ghosts that disappear
When the worst is here

Burning with pain
To the floor I crumple as my self is slain

But give up I will not
I will not lie down and rot

This pain I shall embrace
Their lessons I will face

For make no mistake
I will not break

With my head held high
To these chains I will say goodbye

My happiness I have not forswore
I swear, **I shall rise once more!

— The End —