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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1734260
An Acrostic
Do you know how many times I toiled for you? Waters
Roar in my ears and I refuse to get any more sleep till you
Undo what damage you have done. You won’t though because
Dirtying your hands was never a thing you did well. So I
Guess all the penalties rest on my weary shoulders.
Excuse me, for being more considerate and then,
Relying on you to do your part for I know now;
You were only a burden working me to unhappiness.
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