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The room

I've entered the space,
This room holds the casualties of my own personal demons.

Outside my comfort zone
I sit I scan I am.

Always alone, in my case it's insanity held in place by circumstances

A fellowship of the flawed,
Inside I'm all wrong
Skins to tight tonight.

My heart is spun out
A pounding reminder of my weakness

Palms sweaty, fucking reject.
Is it over yet?

Fellowship of the flawed.
Hugs and handshakes
Smiles on display.

Here's a keychain
Attach it to the disaster

Thanks again for your hour
Don't use, just for today.

Fuck.

Written by Troubled_1
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Author's Note
Wrote this while sweating my ass off in a n.a. meeting. Just a purge.
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