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brian mclaughlin
Poems
Feb 2015
My Troubles Were Few
The pain brought rain
the eyes watered while burning
it seldom subsided
and was always returning
It became so hard to read
and equally hard to write
when the hell would it end
it was not a good night
My thought was why me
why must I live in this state
but then I met another
who suffered from a worse fate
He sat in his chair
no legs crippled arms
but the words that he spoke
were filled with great charms
I became ashamed of myself
as all I'd done was cry
this man had conquered hopelessness
while I didn't even try
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