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Spiraling downwards
Peacefully I sit
Lamenting over things past
Enduring the pain
And accepting it
Soon it will be the,
End of my existence
Just when I think its almost over
Unenviable as it approaches
Slowly waiting for the right time,
To strike
Eventually it will attack
Never doubted
Death will ensue
Maybe by chance the,
Yearning in my heart will
Lessen with time
In the end it makes no difference
Fate will take over
Eventually