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THE LIFE OF ONE
THE LIFE OF ONE
Diminished is the life of one...
Without kind words sometimes to say,
A gnawing purgatory the soul spent,
And now in the mind an easy prey...
There is no light, there is no sun,
And life as I once knew, now moans in despair,
Soul mildews with dampened chills,
And so many words,anymore,I just can't say
Pain on paper spilled, from my pen...
Words, so long ago wrote, and hid away,
Most of them are now clearly seen,
With no comouflaged at all for me...
