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A Fool
Can not fill my lungs with air.
A punch to the gut.
Out of nowhere.
I feel a fool.
Bloodshot eyes.
Time for the pills,
Head down the street,
A fall from above,
Or a fibrous loop.
The pain will fade,
The sun will set,
I will no longer feel regret.
A punch to the gut.
Out of nowhere.
I feel a fool.
Bloodshot eyes.
Time for the pills,
Head down the street,
A fall from above,
Or a fibrous loop.
The pain will fade,
The sun will set,
I will no longer feel regret.
Published 24th Apr 2019
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