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Rated: E · Poetry · Adult · #2187176

A poem about poverty

I live just waiting to die,
Not gonna lie

poverty
lots of needs

money is my need
can't get enough to feel

safety
not lately

one day a way from
the streets

concrete
no sleep
have to ask someone
for my meat
Eyes glance
away
pocket
change
why lie?
dirty
not sturdy
slums
no plumbs.
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