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by mr_spermypants

Posted to Poetry on 2002-05-16 19:23:00

he had given up
on all of life’s puzzles and games
he stood alone and broken
reflecting on his wasted years and his unfair share
although he suffered silently
he found solace in his misery
for it had been so consistant and persistant
like a crazed animal stalking its prey
uncomfortable yet strangely inviting
just like life itself