Feeling low like there's nowhere to go,
Can't keep up with the flow, minds about to blow.
Unable to grow with nothing to show,
Feeling sluggish slumped and slow, aurora no longer aglow.
Lifes like a sideshow all go, trapped within the undertow,
Mind malleable like dough, days spent weeping like a willow.
A.D
21.12.19
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