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by dokurtybitz

Spiraling
Out of control,
No sense of success
You hold your head up
Just barely out of the
Shit,
Feeling the supports
Crack


And fall away,
Grab out and latch on,
Repeat the pattern once again
The illusion of safety
When the fear is the way
Out.

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