Poem - 24 October 2019, 03:06

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Your mind spins
Words into horrid things
Now we are the sins
Where we dangle on strings

Evil holds us hostage
Puppets, against you
So fill your sorrows
How else will you pursue

What do you want from me
You're too far gone
I'll jump right in the sea
So I can go on

Even if I can't swim

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