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June 11, 2014

Sleek and smooth

Fingers fit perfectly in the groove

There is nothing more to hide

Nothing left to do other than move the slide

Lonely and numb

What is this that I have succumb

The life that I once had

Gone and I am supposed to be glad

Consistantly I am just so tired

This though, would only need once to be fired

I'd be in a place

There would be ample space

Smooth and sleek

Not even a small leak

Everything that once mattered

Only seems bruised and battered