Nine

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I have come to the point

of where I face oblivion.

Stuck in a room

where children are grinning

but within themselves 

you can hear them weeping.

I sit in solitude

For I am one to show how I feel.

Yet at the same time what I am tangled with

nobody quite understands.

I'm caught in a loop

Strangling myself with my own mind

I'm falling through.

And I don't know what to do

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