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Will

Feeling low, 
absent is my flow,
guilt eats at my bones 
and all my wrongs 
follow me home.

I've got no will 
to do the things
I need to do.

The sun burns me blue,
I can't hear the trees,
the moon always leaves
and my heart does 
drown out in the sea.


©JMCole 

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willpower

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