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Friday, November 11, 2016

Garbage

Garbage
01/27/2015

Twist ties and knots in my throat
then light at the end of the tunnels shines no
more
for it has closed
long ago
before it ever started
showing
it was conceived that way
to be abandoned before ever 
being found
it all hurts
are there 
spikes inside this place?
reaching out for what can be a light
its never bright 
its never right
time to take flight
forget what we fought about
forget what this night
shocks brought you to

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