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No questions,
No answers.

Who was I to think,
that maybe I could be worthy?

That maybe I had a place in this world,
that wasn’t selling my soul.

But time has run short.
Can’t find myself,

Under the pressure,
of keeping everyone,
everything,
stable.

Careening out of control now,
I lost my grip on the steering wheel,



No.
Crash.






Burn.



Drown.

Float.
In shades of gray, I am cruising

Giving up,







Is too easy.




Too
Too



Easy.





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