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Sly
Poems
Nov 2018
Senses
I watch with bloodshot eyes,
Under moonlit skies.
I listen with cold ears,
As the end nears.
I feel only pain,
Suffering in vain.
I taste death,
On a winter's breath.
I smell sorrow,
With no hope for tomorrow.
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