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Failed Myself


I have sifted through my memories,
counted up my treasons.
I am running low on cigarettes and blurring all my seasons.
Hills of regret roll into valleys of despair,
lakes freeze over with each struggle for air.

Nothing screams forgiveness like repentance,
Repentance sounds nothing like my failed attempts at this..

Growing weary with myself again
I search the faces at the station
praying for an easy ride
out of this
situation.


Author notes

This turned out tragically cliche.

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