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May 2023
Can’t you end this suffrage?
The pain runs deep,
Can’t be mended by any bandage.
I just want to sleep,
But can’t escape this *******!
Ran out tears to weep,
Yet I still got all this baggage!

I’m losing my vision,
I’m losing my wisdom,
Stuck within this prison.
Is there a lesson?
To my pain?
Is there a lesson?
Can’t even remain sane.

I see the cliff coming,
But I can’t stop the mileage.
Trapped between two worlds,
Like I’m Hana Montana and Miley Cyrus.
I see the end coming,
But I can’t control even control the climate.
My minds overloaded,
Can’t it be like my phone and be put on silent?
I’m tired of this ****,
But forget it, I’m just biased.
And I wanna go home,
But cancer makes no compromises.
Life just might be a *****,
Don’t mind me,
I’m just not fond of surprises.

Don’t know how much time I got left,
Hope I’m right about what happens next.
But until my last breath,
I’ll make the most of it!

Even if I start,
losing my vision,
losing my wisdom,
Stuck within this prison.
Gotta see if there’s some lesson?
To my pain?
Wondering if there is a lesson?
Or if I’m just insane.
Classy J
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Classy J  27/M/Medicine Hat
(27/M/Medicine Hat)   
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