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Angst
By Sparadic
Tomorrow I may breath
Not now
I sit in my own Undoing
Just waiting
For something to feel
Not yet
I think I wait for nothing
That is what I fear
Nothing
Everything seems to go there
It's a vicious circle, cycle
Black hole in my being
So calm and peaceful if it's just me
bring company and they fall in
never to be seen again
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© 2008 Sparadic
Published on Saturday, April 12, 2008.
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"Poetry"
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