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I must be this bad if they all agree?
My gaggle of tormentors, sniping at me.
Get off my back, give me a break.
I'm dying but no one can see, for fuck's sake!
Up on your horses, sitting so high,
so unaware that soon I will die.
I pleaded " Please help me?" Time and again.
Yet still you continue to heap on the blame.
So tired, so weary, weak to the bone.
No strength left to fight, to struggle alone.
So I ask no forgiveness, for I do no wrong,
in seeking the solace
of death's haunting song.
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As haunting as it is well written
Thank you.x
Hey baby girl I remember this one .and it's another I like .who am I trying to kid , I love all your poetry xxx