It's Futile

Mon, 05/07/2018 - 23:09 -- Lukasss

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I push away my problems like

I push the smoke from my lungs

I'd do it for honor

If only I had some

 

I see myself crumblin'

I tell myself I'm having fun

 

Why do I even try

 

The deal is already done.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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