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Aug 2014
My burden in life
Is abundant and eternal
An open gangrenous wound
Hidden in full view
A pathetic soul

The plethora of medicines have ***** the mind
And replaced it with a thick tar
That makes cognition, onerous
I care for nothing
Feel nothingβ€”am nothing

A means to an end
Has me captivated
Fixated on the task
Relief is at hand
But I lack the strength and courage
Some revisions from II
Jack Trainer
Written by
Jack Trainer  M/New England
(M/New England)   
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