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by WiltingWallFlower   Nov 23, 2008


Creeping slowly
swallows my heart
all my dreams
ripped apart

my brain slowing
thoughts retreating
emotions draining
numbness increasing

an army of twenty
arrive each day
trying to fight demons
keeping them away

this one little army
to fight the mental infection
a sickness that keeps me
from obtaining perfection.

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