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Jan 2014
G'd I am in a deep dark hole
Getting welfare, on the dole!
What do I give or bring?
Empty hands, not a thing!
Heart and head, losing all hope!
How the hell is a body supposed to cope?
When I work I thrive!
Feeding me, feel so alive!
When I don't,  I deflate!
The only thing left is hate!
My self loathing can't be concealed!
Because my uselessness is revealed!
Sorry feeling sorry for myself
Feeling stuck
Written by
michele sandra moss  breda the Netherlands
(breda the Netherlands)   
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