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Sep 2019
I am sorry for today
I did not get to even play.
My plans were taken away
because they called off in trey.

I haven't been able to grieve of
the best friend who chose to leave.

one sixty seven and counting the days of work
A string of time with no time off it really is a thing to irk.
It makes me seam like I am a ****.
But how can coffee even perk with out a rest from a day at work.

When you try to figure out why sorry is the things that is why.
I am sorry I lose my friend because it seems my work can not end.
I am sorry I cant say no it make my life a freak show.
I am sorry that I am left alone and sad with happiness pretend.
Written by
Al Melaskev  48/M
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