The stain that won't go away
Washing over and over
It won't go out.
How can I give up?
Cramps from all the scrubbing.
I won't stop until I get there.
I gave up a long time ago,
But I'm still here, aren't I?
Given up upon,
should I take my leave,
die alone and dream empty?
It terrifies and paralyze.
Fear of both life and death
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