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I Can Do Nothing

I can do nothing. 

I can do things. 

I can do nothing. 

I can do things. 

I can do what I want. 

I can live, I can love. 

Here I am. 

There I go.

Here I am. 

There we go.

All my love and all my care. 

All my hate and my despair. 

Nothing borrowed nothing kept. 

All my love, and all I wept. 

 

 

Love death life things wants live

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Don Matthews

Fri 5th Jul 2019 10:00

Sadness, anger
Hate, despair
All are buried
Here, laid bare.....

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Martin Elder

Fri 5th Jul 2019 09:14

Normally I would see these as just random words but the pace and flow of this poem make it a lot more along with the angst that exists within these lines. it has an excellent cohesion and rhythm


Nice one

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