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Nov 2013
Low
Boredom and sadness intertwine,
Sorrow shows on my face,
They ask if I'm okay, I say I'm fine,
If only they knew the bitterness I taste.
The years fly by me,
Death slowly nears itself,
At least he won't leave me,
Maybe I won't be all by myself.
Who do I fool,
A life of misery and loneliness is all I know,
Why is this life so cruel,
And why does it make me feel so low.
Scott Shaffer
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Scott Shaffer  Rialto
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