Title:  Distress

Author:   skepta7
Category:   Thoughts
Keywords:  distress, powerful

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A tired mind, has not been rested.
An internal battle, your strength is tested.
External fears, lying in wait.
Death to come quickly, is this my fate?

Distress is present.
Alike my fears.
Through the ages.
Throughout the years.
To think this.
I bring myself to tears.



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