Category : Poems

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Gasping for air 
Feelings of despair
Blurred visions of no return
Falling deeper and deeper into this downward spiral of my own inner creation.. hand on the trigger.. writing doesn't matter ...Everyone is a poet at the worst of their hours...First place second place where do I fall today..I can't loose..Won't loose have to win the race to finish first ..So let me fall let my lungs explode ..For the thoughts in my head  are all over the place the explosion is real..I've fallen to deep into a downward spiral my remains will be