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Jan 2017
Go ahead
Leave me in the dust
To rot and rust
I am what I am, there is no denying,
I'm "not the one to trust!"
Give me over to the *wolves,

Don't help me lift the weight,
I grow "weaker" daily, while
I lift it on my own, *my soul "I sold."

How you gave it to me then let go.
I don't need others there to help me
To even do good things, I carry on
Alone, this is my battered tiny home,
But it keeps me here alive and well,
Still I scare others, garish scars
I must have been to hell! I got what
I deserved? Of course when you see
The real "me for myself," I am a fool
For "all can tell..."

*Place me over the spikes and let me
Figure it out, what's the matter?
It can't be so hard...!
Alan S Bailey
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