MY SUMMER “81”

 

 

INHALING MY BREATH

I CHOKED ON MY OWN WORDS

 

PUSHING MY DREAMS TOO FAST

I DESCENDED RAPIDLY INTO MY NIGHTMARES

 

NO LONGER DID THE PAIN LONGER

BUT,

INSTEAD,

THE MONOTONY OF EXISTENCE WITHOUT

WAS FOREVER RIPPING AT MY MIND

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