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May 2016
Oh
What would I do without Misery?
My sister at arms
What is a day
Not tinged with gray?

Who couldn't she ****** with her charms?

If shes always there
Happiness has no place

Get out!
She says with a frown on her face

Misery is a tragic beauty
Like a frown behind a smile

I invited her in
Told her to stay for awhile

If I wasn't sad who would I be?
Misery loves company

And I am always free
Augustine Peters
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Augustine Peters  USA
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