There always seems to be people out to get you, especially when you are up and running, being successful in your life. Sometimes you can’t push them away, you can’t stop them from eating your flesh.
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you get close,
so darn close, to the edge
of a life you don’t want
and wish you’d drop over
splattering at the bottom
where wild pigs wait
they know you’re coming
because you’ve been close
way too many times
to survive the next one
you want to scream
but people will hear you
you want to run
but you’ll be found
maybe just wait
there at the edge
because soon
the wild pigs will eat you
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