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Feb 2020
I dont have no pretty pictures today
Nor do I have any pretty words to say
Im in a funk that I cant shake off
I wish it would just go the hell away

Ive tried to call my angels as I always do
And they still do hear me call
And even though they come to me
Its just no help at all

I sit here in my darkness and just cry
I cant seem to see a clear blue sky
And if you were to ask me whats wrong
I will probably try to tell a lie

The reason for my sadness is too much to say
And I have forgotten how to be strong
Im sick down deep inside and I need fixing
But the help I need is taking far too long

And so I hold my breath and just keep waiting
And wonder how Im still here writing all these words
I feel like it is groundhog day every day that I wake up
And the constant stress is becoming more absurd

Please help me get through just another day
Another minute,another hour or two
If my angels cannot help me here right now
Perhaps there is a chance I can count on you
Leo Janowick
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Leo Janowick  73/M/Pomona, California
(73/M/Pomona, California)   
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   Dimitrios Sarris
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