double whammy 

gut punched and unsanitary 

platitudes aplenty when I’m coming on

and full of fury

feel that prick that subtle stab of grief

trickle thick into my veins it bleeds

sending me into spellbound spats creating

nothing but lack of emotional static

brain dead shut down drowning in hollowed ground

unfound reasons for leaking hearts unsound

spasm with this cryptic message that spells out DOWN

drooping further away from where I’d be

if what goes around really

finally came around 


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