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new poem i plane to have like 1 every other day

i walk
i'm beaten
i talk
i'm told i am a creaton
i bleaken my life
silently fadeing
in this mental penateniary
they let me go
i found my self back
now i'm bleeding balck
and the walls are closing in
come borthers come sisters
inhale the fume choked thoughts
chalk one up for misery
i'm put through the agony
of not having you
in this mental penateniary
i find my indivuality fading
so paristial its degrading
i'm clinging to the thought of you
for life
now fade black
as i cry blood
cause now i know you are
never coming back
now your fading
now matter how much blood i give
will ever make you live
now were both going to die
were one could ahve
survived.