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Dog Fight Poem

hours feel like minutes.

and minutes feel like days

and yes im stuck in such similar ways

i find myself wanting isolation

to the point of no preservation

days go by and i feel more and more broken

trying to find my meaning

my head is like an illegal dog fight

bloody and anxiety filled

i wish it would get shut down already

so they could save the dogs

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