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confused poem by a confused mind
Trying to function but my brain's on the grind,
trying to end me, I won't give up,
in my head an enemy, chaining me up,
stuck in this conscience losing my mind.
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Reflections broken, looking away,
this existence brings mostly just pain,
the beautiful moments scatter to gray,
I'm just one person, both Abel and Cain.
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Wandering aimlessly looking for purpose,
I dream...
Friday 4th June 2021 9:54 pm

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