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Whispers of Woe
Ye Universe heal my heart
For my grief is tearing me apart
Why can’t everyone see I’m trying
They only pay attention when I’m crying
I’ve had such a hard life as it is
When will I ever get to experience bliss
For all I have ever known is pain
To be told I only have myself to blame
What did I ever do so wrong
To deserve a life so tortured and so long
Is despair...
Friday 17th November 2023 9:38 am
Regret
Regret
Regret
A thousand times regret.
Choices made,
that cannot be unmade.
Stupid things,
done again and again.
Foundations
laid for a useless life.
Coming to an end for some time.
At least death will be done right.
Kind of hard to screw that up.
(Photo taken by poet. It's the Pennsylvania hills behind Frank Lloyd Wright's Kentuck Knob House.)
Monday 30th January 2023 3:59 pm
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