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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Fantasy · #1249961
A Man who is sick finds peace

I Cry From Inside This Room.
I Can not Deny This Pain.
If I,Could only save myself.

I'm fallen apart in everyway.
What has befallen me, As I decay.
I have no cache in this room.

I Pray so very hard!
How fray I must sound.
My Mind Strays from the answers.

As the room goes gray.
I sway as prey fall in the catch.
Mayday,mayday is what I yell.

I feel so high now.
Is this just a delay?
How cliche I must sound.

To end such a stay.
I cry from this pain inside.
Array I see the bays waters.

A Sight so gay.
As clay I sit and feel warmth.
I feel hope as I pray.

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