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I suffer through these long dark days.
People in white coats putting needles in me.
I don’t understand what’s happening.
But I know my days are numbered.
I lived my life.
It wasn’t a good life but it will have to do.
I suffer through these long dark days.
But finally I see the light as I
Softly drift away.



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Powd3er said...
Mar. 3, 2010 at 2:44 pm
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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Mandi C. replied...
Apr. 30, 2010 at 4:01 pm
thanks n i will check out ur work too
 
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