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Life Loved To Death
In loving, I set myself up for loss,
In caring, broken by those who don't give a toss,
What is the point in this moment or next?
We all end up broken, more broken, bereft...
From start to finish just feels like a flash,
Earn money, more money, broken for cash,
Tired and more tired waiting for sweet release,
When death's knell calls, signalling my peace
So what is ...
Monday 29th May 2017 11:06 pm
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