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Vacant Stare

A life spent on wasted ways.
With a smile pasted, I frown
upon my addictions while embracing my current mood.
I just nevermind.
As the cycle repeats, I just can't wait and it won't let me go!!
Sold as a slave,
I seek the next best.
To continue til is am
taken to the bone and
My brain is like stew.
A mind lost with
thoughts that are void.
With a vacant stare
I struggle to find reality.
I would be a fraud to say
that I love life.
Soiled and shamed and
to deranged to find sane.
To far gone with feelings of wrong.
feeling that I don't belong
©outcast88