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Sep 2017
You broke your back
Wife has left the shack
Suspected heart attack
Your life is off the track.

The road is long
Directions all wrong
Soul not where you belong
Your only solace in song.

Drown in all your sorrows
Waiting for your tomorrows
All stops no shows
Nothing much here grows.

Grinding teeth on grit
Arms try not to slit
Take one last promised hit
Because everything here has gone to ****.
Hard Times
Robert J Howard
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Robert J Howard
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