Heavy Grave

Weighed down body

Pound upon compressed pound

Finally quiet solitude

No more chases to run from

Or questions I cannot answer

Haven’t had a moment to cry

Pretending is so exhausting

Lying to myself takes all I have

Can’t think of obtainable beginnings

Only an inevitable ending

Yeah I’m a terrible mind reader.

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