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Mar 2015
Just stumbled in, heartbroken again,
weight of the world, on my conscience.
wallowing in depths, cheap *** on my breath,
got deceived again, by nostalgia.
But this time I swear, with my angry glare,
I am hanging up my hat.

Slump down in my chair, the world isnt fair,
drunken words, screamed at the darkness.
Fate settles in, another bottle of gin,
cavity in my chest, now forever heartless.
I no longer care, medicated my despair,
I am hanging up my hat.

Sit on my bed, lower my head,
draw the final curtain.
My day is done, the world has won.
I've hung up my hat.
Written by
Jerard Phillips
978
 
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