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Graff1980
Poems
Aug 2021
Untitled 778
Today is dull gray
with dark shades
that portend
bitter ends,
as I keep yelling, telling
humans whatβs coming.
Instead, of people listening,
I get the busted lip
of a trusted friend
trying to **** in
and help again.
Why should I
be surprised
when I get
a back hand
and black eyes
from those guys
whom I'm trying to save.
Written by
Graff1980
43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)
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