escape,
freedom,
imprisoned in his mind he wonders why,
why he ever gave a fuck he'll never know,
why she gave him life only so he could swallow it whole,
love lost self found,
worth every moment,
as he bleeds the seconds,
time drains and still he complains about the wound,
infected,
disease festers in a tattered soul,
pieced together,
but in the wrong place,
obscure to say the least,
push forward and breath
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