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The years haven’t been too kind
After hanging around for so long
I thought, I was feeble in mind
And losing my will to be strong

I was tugged on and hung from
Heights I was afraid to climb
I could even hear my heart thrum
Alas, I was running out of time

Left here, so many years ago
Forgotten times, I can’t complain
Can you, please, help me, though?
I’m a bit insecure, when in the rain

Day after day, it’s always the same
A life, once fulfilled, is now dystopia
But who exactly should I blame
For my being suffocated in sinopia


March Writing Prompts – Suffocated in sinopia – Day 30/31

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