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"Cesspool"



drowning in this cesspool
of thoughts-
my sorrow-
a thick sludge of filth-
i choke and i gag
on the putrid
rottenness
of my hopes decaying-
my dreams gone rancid,
maggot-ridden,
festering in the
midday sun

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