death
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A cloud latched to the top of my head. Fogging the road ahead. Was I destined to carry this rage? Was it a choice I made along the way? However it happened,It locked me in its cage. Controlling my lips,With strings Attached to its grip. Rage stopped looking like him,And started looking like the face,Staring back in the…
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I do not chase a life Free from pain I pursue knowing it will be okayI chase the knowledge That no pain is too big For me to endureBecause I have grown the strength to withstand the raging storms.
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What happens after my last breath? I ask myself for the thousandth time. Hair prickles, Palms sweat. I chew the end off my thumb nail. Stomach churns, I don’t know. What will it feel like? The beat of thumping in my chest growing louder, A concert just for me. I close my eyes tight All…



