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Zero Dark Thirty

this is not
a false alarm
his panic has lost
it's bleak charm

the room is small
dark and dirty
he is going all in
zero for thirty

herpetic memories
bring him harm
like used needles
stuck in his forearm

missed meals make
his vision blurry
always light headed
he'd rather not worry

powder and pills
good luck charms
a cheap motel
no fire alarm

she finds him
on the ground
eyes closed
body jerking
no friend
no phone  
dying alone at
zero dark thirty
Written by rainy_day13 (william swann)
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