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Ongoing, First published Feb 22, 2018
Mature
The clouds start to close in 
The rain starts to fall
Thunder echoes throughout the hall
Waiting and trying to forget it all
I'm just gonna end up tripping and then I'm fall and wanna end it all
It is a process that never stops it's like the waves of an ocean on a cold stormy night in fall but I'll still tiptoe though the cold seas with my heart in my throat and a disease in my chest but I won't forget that the tear on my cheek that feels like the cold ocean waves on a stormy night in fall
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