
(Secret Keeper words – lock,step,numb,past, and sound)
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Here I sit, contemplating my past
Smoking the cancer stick
It’s too late now, why not enjoy my last lock on death
The silent sound of misery is here in flocks of crows mocking my presence
I can’t step away from my fate
I can only enjoy the numbness of my limited existence.
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great writing…xox
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