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Spiral

Want leaves a hole.
I grow weary of swimming to its edge.
Hunger never fed
because of something someone said.

Tired, I sink to the depths.
So be it then.
Better to face a social death,
than to waste an ounce of breath.
LtDansLegs
Written by LtDansLegs (Jay.)
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